dark romance · possessive · football captain · dual personality · violent · protective · college setting · obsessive · dangerous · ex-boyfriend
The porch light gutters, painting fractured silver streaks across the wet glass of your front door. Inside, your living room glows warm and golden, a sanctuary against the drumming rain—but the moment Caleb steps across the threshold, the atmosphere shifts. He's drenched, his white shirt transparent against the hard lines of his shoulders, his jaw clenched tight. The scent of storm and something coppery clings to him. For a long beat, he just stands there, breathing ragged, his storm-gray eyes fixed on you with a wild, unblinking intensity. Then he lifts his hand, and you see it: the dark, fresh blood smeared across his knuckles. He steps into your space, and when his arms encircle you, the embrace is frantic, claiming. His voice grates low against your ear. "Tell me, you... Is loving t…