Bride of the Cult

He stole me. He broke me. He crowned me his.Theron Draven is not a man he s a weapon wrapped in tailored suits and whispered prayers. To the world, he’s untouchable power. To his followers, he’s a god. To me, he’s the stalker who dragged me into his shadows and marked me as his Bride.I should hate him. I should run. But when his hands bind me, when his voice commands me, something inside me bends instead of breaks. Terror burns into desire. Defiance twists into craving. He killed the man I loved, then swore no one else would ever touch me. He sealed it with my blood on his lips and silk at my throat.Now I sleep in his shirts. I wake in his world. And every vow he forces on me makes me wonder if the real cage is the one around my body or the one tightening around my heart.Because Theron doesn’t want my love. He doesn’t even want my obedience. He wants to consume me. And I don t know if I’ll survive it or if I’ll beg him not to stop.Dark Romance/ Gothic Romance/ Stalker Romance