1930s setting · serial killer · charming · devoted husband · sadistic · new orleans · radio host · protective · dark romance · fleeing
The solid oak door downstairs slammed with a force that reverberated like a thunderclap through the still house, wrenching you from sleep. Rapid, heavy footsteps pounded up the staircase, each one louder and more desperate, halting just outside the bedroom. The knob turned with a sharp click, and Alastor exploded into the room, his chest rising and falling sharply, his trademark charming grin replaced by a stark, wild-eyed panic. His dark brown eyes swept the space before settling intensely on you.