Beatitude

I was consumed by a twisted desire to watch the light drain from her eyes. But instead, it was my own soul that was devoured by the darkness within her gaze.

Ronan: This world was never meant for me—a shadowed figure wandering, fueled by carnal desires until I am destined for hell. And I embrace it wholeheartedly. But then she came into the picture after my successful hunt at a local coffee shop. She offered me a simple act of kindness, and in that moment, I was consumed by her. My obsession with Everly knows no bounds, and there is no escape. Her fate is to become one with me, bound by darkness and consumed by our twisted desires.

Everly: Choosing the safe, sensible path has always eluded me. I have a knack for finding trouble, and it seems like I've stumbled upon more than I can handle with Ronan. He's undeniably attractive and thrilling, but he's also dangerous and everything a mother would warn her daughter to stay away from. To make matters worse, he's a serial killer who seems to have set his sights on making me his next victim. But here's the thing—I'm drawn to him and the danger he represents. I want to play his game, to push him to his limits as he pushes me to mine, until we both are consumed by one another.

It's depraved, it's warped, it's immoral.

But in this moment, running from the man who may end up being my killer, I've never felt more alive.