A man she has never seen.
A presence she can’t escape.
A predator who doesn’t stalk from the shadows—he owns them.

He knows her routines.
Her fears.
Her secrets.
And the twisted, forbidden parts of her she refuses to admit exist.

The deeper Rowan digs into her grandmother’s journals, the clearer the truth becomes: her family was never haunted by ghosts…
They were hunted by a man who marks what he wants.

And now he wants her.

He’s everywhere she turns—warm fingerprints on cold windows, whispers that brush her skin, messages that prove he is always one step closer. Rowan tells herself she’s terrified. But the worst part? The part that keeps her awake at night?

She isn’t sure she wants him to stop.

A dark romance of obsession, control, and temptation, where fear and desire blur until they become indistinguishable.
He is the nightmare she can’t escape.
She is the light he will burn the world to possess.

And the house?
The house remembers all of it.