I watched you. I observed your every move. I devoured your very existence, and you didn't even know it. I was the monster in the shadows. I was the noise in the dark.
Your tight red dress called to me. It drew me in like a bull to a crimson flag. Hair the color of Merlot. Eyes so green they look like painted glass. Lips so plump and soft like the flesh of a peach. I touched your skin. I smelled your perfume. I felt your heart beating beneath the surface. I wasn't supposed to take you. I wasn't supposed to keep you. But I couldn't stop myself.
I was the hunter, and you were my prey.
Now, you're mine.
Genre: Romance
Your tight red dress called to me. It drew me in like a bull to a crimson flag. Hair the color of Merlot. Eyes so green they look like painted glass. Lips so plump and soft like the flesh of a peach. I touched your skin. I smelled your perfume. I felt your heart beating beneath the surface. I wasn't supposed to take you. I wasn't supposed to keep you. But I couldn't stop myself.
I was the hunter, and you were my prey.
Now, you're mine.
Genre: Romance
Used availability for Leah Holt's The Wolf