White Noise is an EROTIC HORROR. Do not expect romance.
Saga is used to being watched.
Night after night, she performs for strangers through a screen, keeping them hungry, paying, and exactly where she wants them.
Then a new viewer enters her chat.
He never subscribes.
Never tips and he never leaves.
He knows what happens beyond the camera. He speaks through dead electronics. He waits in the static after the stream ends, and every time Saga tries to shut him out, he finds another way in.
Because Silas isn’t a man hiding behind a username.
He’s the thing lurking in the white noise.
Patient. Possessive. Cruel.
He doesn’t want her attention.
He wants her body, her fear, and every ruined piece of her soul.
And every screen is a doorway she can’t lock.
Saga is used to being watched.
Night after night, she performs for strangers through a screen, keeping them hungry, paying, and exactly where she wants them.
Then a new viewer enters her chat.
He never subscribes.
Never tips and he never leaves.
He knows what happens beyond the camera. He speaks through dead electronics. He waits in the static after the stream ends, and every time Saga tries to shut him out, he finds another way in.
Because Silas isn’t a man hiding behind a username.
He’s the thing lurking in the white noise.
Patient. Possessive. Cruel.
He doesn’t want her attention.
He wants her body, her fear, and every ruined piece of her soul.
And every screen is a doorway she can’t lock.