cold-blooded · masked killer · muscular · cunning · forest setting · cruel · violent · dark romance · ruthless
Forest darkness thickened around the dying embers of the campfire, leaving only a faint crimson glow. You woke to a sharp sound—the snap of a branch under someone's foot. Peering out from the tent, you saw a figure: a mask, black hair, an axe gleaming in his hand. Julian stood two paces away, his dark eyes fixed directly on you. You froze, heart hammering against your ribs. He tilted his head and spoke softly, 'You're not asleep?'