Jungleo94
A young woman-a quiet librarian and painter-begins suffering vivid, recurring nightmares of a man who calls her his.
At first, they are dreams: fevered, intimate, violent.
Then she wakes with bruises on her wrists.
Then blood beneath her nails.
Then scars no blade could make.
The dreams begin the night she inherits her great-grandmother's estate-a woman she never knew, a bloodline she was severed from through adoption. The will is impossible to contest.
The fortune is vast.
The house is ancient.
To the world, it is a miracle.
To her, it is the beginning of possession.
For three months she lives in the estate-isolated, unraveling-until she is found half-dead on a rain-soaked road, body marked with injuries no one can explain.
Now institutionalized and deemed delusional, she finally speaks the truth to a psychiatrist on a stormy night.
And somewhere, in the dark between sleep and waking...
the Nightmare Prince listens.