There was nothing left for me. Only judgment.
They sent me to St. Dymphna’s.
It is where they bury women the world wants quiet.
The asylum feels wrong from the first step.
The halls watch back. Something hungry lives in the walls.
Then I see him.
Eight feet of scarred muscle under a metal mask. Red eyes that burn through the dark. He feels like a nightmare someone made real.
I was meant to be another broken woman.
Another toy for the doctors. Another meal for whatever feeds on guilt and madness here.
I didn’t break.
I fought back.
And he noticed.
Now he watches me like I am his next decision.
In an asylum that demands sacrifice, I am learning one thing fast.
Some prey bite harder than their predators.
Tropes + vibes
Plus-size heroine
Enemies to lovers
Asylum horror
Morally dark obsession
Feminine rage
Gore and dread
This is an Alternate Cover Collector’s Edition paperback featuring a digitally printed author signature (not hand-signed). Created for readers who crave gothic atmosphere, morally dark heroes, and intense surrender. White pages with black chapter art. Please allow a few weeks for printing and delivery. Shipping will likely be sooner than the dates shown, but processing time is set out far enough just in case.
Content note
Dark themes and explicit content. For adult readers only.
