Love like this doesn’t save you.
It ruins you. Bleeds you dry.
And some part of you begs for more.

Rachel
She was never supposed to fall for him.
But the second he touched her, she knew—this wasn’t going to end clean.
Now she’s in too deep with the one man who could destroy her from the inside out.
And the worst part?
She’d still choose him.
Even as the past claws its way back to finish what it started.
Even if it means tearing herself apart to keep him breathing.
Because the monsters after him?
They’re the same ones that made her.

Dante
He told himself it was just obsession.
A fuck. A phase. A beautiful, mouthy distraction.
But then she got under his skin. Into his veins.
And now? She’s his religion. His rage.
They hurt her—he’ll kill them slow. Burn everything they’ve ever touched.
And when it’s done?
He’s taking her.
Body, soul, every filthy thought in between.
She thinks she’s seen the worst of him.
She hasn’t seen anything yet.

They were never meant to fall in love.
They were meant to fall into madness.
And now the world’s gonna watch them burn.