I don't write fairytales... I write the kind of stories people warn you about
The ones where love feels like a sin and obsession feels like home
My characters don't heal you
They ruin you slowly... beautifully
With soft words sharp enough to cut and eyes that never promise safety
Here, red flags aren't warnings
They're invitations
And the villains don't apologize for the damage they leave behind
If you're looking for gentle love... you're in the wrong place
But if you crave something dangerous
something that lingers in your mind at 2AM
something you know you should walk away from...
My men aren't green flags
They're walking warnings
Cold eyes dangerous smiles and hearts that don't know how to love without destroying.....Here, love isn't soft
It's sharp
Possessive
A little toxic and impossible to escape....And yet... you'll still fall for them
Just like they fall for her
in the worst possible way...... -Bunny~🖤