Twisted Lies.

Psychotic Love.

And campus god intent on punishing me.

In the darkness, he's always there.

Silently watching. Waiting. My stalker.

The masked figure that looms over my bed and sets my pulse racing.

He showed up after my boyfriend died, and I wonder if it's his ghost haunting me. But the masked man is all too real, and when he touches me, I crave dark things I'd never admit to anyone

According to him, I have to pay for what I've done. And what have I done, exactly? Your guess is as good as mine. But he's demanding payment regardless, and that payment is me, on my knees, ready to serve him.

Honestly, I might have been willing, if not for the secret I just uncovered. It's so shocking that it blows my world apart, and forces me to question everything, especially the ruthless monster in my bed…