I came to this cottage to remember who I am. I didn’t expect to find him in the dark.
The research grant was supposed to be simple — six months alone on the Dunmore cliffs, cataloging tidal life, learning to take up space again after years of making myself small for someone else. The cottage is remote. Silent. Mine.
But Cairn House isn’t empty.
The shadows move when the light doesn’t change. They’re warm where they should be cold. Something watches from the dark with amber-glow eyes, and when I finally say “I know you’re there” into the silence, the silence answers back.
Vesper has been inside these walls for two hundred years—darkness made substance, a shadow entity who can be everywhere at once or concentrated into a single devastating form. He smells like cold stone and peat smoke. His touch starts as pressure and builds into something no human hands could replicate. He’s been watching every tenant who’s lived in Cairn House. None of them spoke to the dark.
I did. And now he won’t let me go.
The worst part isn’t that he’s not human. It’s what I find carved into the stone behind the cracked wall. Binding marks. This cottage isn’t his home. It’s his prison. And I’m the only person who can break him free.
He’s spent two centuries waiting. I’ve spent two years forgetting how to want.
One of us is about to break.
A scorching paranormal romance with a shadow entity, creative anatomy, and a heroine who speaks to the dark.
Features: Shadow entity, Hidden in plain sight, Forced proximity, Obsessive protector, Ancient being/mortal, Dark paranormal romance
Content Note: This book contains strong sexual content, paranormal elements, possessive/obsessive relationship dynamics, and isolation themes. Intended for adult readers (18+).
