I’ve always wanted to be stalked. Turns out, I already am.
Signing that contract was supposed to give me control, masked strangers, the illusion of danger, and a fantasy I could walk away from. Except the men who answered weren’t strangers at all.
They chased me through cemeteries, cornered me in libraries, and left notes on my pillow while I slept. I thought it was a game I controlled. Then the masks came off. They intercepted my contract.
Hacked the website and manipulated everything to make me theirs. One of them has been watching me for months before I ever signed anything. I should run, scream, or at the very least feel violated.
Instead, I feel alive. Because while the rest of the world wants me polished and perfect, they want me to be theirs just how I am. And the most terrifying part? I want them too.
***Each Novella is a standalone.***
