Him.
A stranger in my house. Disrupting my long-awaited solitude.
He doesn’t know I live in the walls that secrete death and damnation, derived from my own doing.
My basest instinct calls to make him one with my house as I did the first time.
But as I watch him through my holes, the temptation grows.
Not to paralyze him in time until he rots.
To preserve him. To spin a web around him so dense, he’ll be mine forever.
Strangled in my endless silk.
*Strangled is a MM erotic horror novella with warped elements of a monstrous, possessive romance.*
