Dear Owen,

I know you won’t read this letter because I’m destroying it later. But I couldn’t help but write it as I stared at the back of your head while you flirted with her. Every breathy giggle feels like a dagger to my chest. We were never together, but it f*cking breaks my heart to know you don’t love me back.

I don’t understand why you despise me or why you singled me out.

F*ck, I can’t handle this. I’m in so much pain that maybe it’s time. You know, I’ve been planning it for a while now, but I was never strong enough to do it. Now, I finally think I am.

I want to let you know it’s not your fault—it’s mine. I should have ended this sooner, and I’m sorry I didn’t. When I’m gone, I hope it brings you peace, like I know it will me.

Sincerely,

Kira

I didn’t mean for the letter to fall as I left class. I never intended for anyone else to see it. But it doesn’t matter now. Even if it gets out, I’ll be dead by sunrise anyway.

When I moved to Red Hallow, I was looking for a fresh start, not a nightmare. But this town has a secret—a legend that stalks its streets in the dark, hunting in silence. His name is Grayson Hale, and he was supposed to be my end.

I saw the blood on his hands, the bodies he left behind. When he pinned me to the ground, I thought I'd be next. But instead of killing me, he did something else—something that terrifies me more than death. He claimed me, then let me go.

Now, I never know when he'll show up again. He watches from the shadows, his presence like a dark promise. Every time he returns, he ravages my body and leaves me breathless…and alive. I should run. I should leave this cursed town behind. But with every encounter, the line between fear and desire blurs.

Grayson isn't just a monster. He's something worse—a man who's decided that I'm his. And no matter where I go, he'll always find me.

Welcome to Red Hallow, where your darkest nightmares come to life…and sometimes, they stay.