⟡ Guess who’s back…and hungry. ⛓️
Like a half-feral creature crawling out of the wastelands with blood on her lips and a half-read smut fic in her pocket— .
I’ve been gone too long, but don’t worry—
the monster men missed me.
The morally gray warlords needed their praise.
And I? I needed claws, corruption, and someone whispering “mine” through gritted teeth.
angst has been restocked.
dark romance is on the menu.
⚠️ and spice? Feral. Unhinged. Unholy.
So if you’ve got apocalypse boys with blood on their knuckles
or monsters who’d burn the world to find their mate—
drop your recs.
Mommy’s home.
