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The Hellkeeper
She ran from death straight into my arms.
She just doesn’t know it yet.
I’ve been here from the start—watching, waiting, and breathing in the fear that clings to her skin. She prays to a god that doesn’t listen, locks doors that don’t keep me out, and walks through a world that I’ve already carved her name into. She thinks she’s alone. She isn’t.
I live in the shadows, in the walls, beneath her feet. I sleep under her bed. I steal the scent of her skin from the clothes she sets aside. I keep her safe, even as I pull the strings that unravel her sanity, thread by thread. She calls me a demon. A nightmare. A Hellkeeper.
She doesn’t understand.
I didn’t come to haunt her.
I came to claim her.
And when they try to take her from me, when they dare to rip her from my hands—I’ll drag them to hell myself.
She just doesn’t know it yet.
I’ve been here from the start—watching, waiting, and breathing in the fear that clings to her skin. She prays to a god that doesn’t listen, locks doors that don’t keep me out, and walks through a world that I’ve already carved her name into. She thinks she’s alone. She isn’t.
I live in the shadows, in the walls, beneath her feet. I sleep under her bed. I steal the scent of her skin from the clothes she sets aside. I keep her safe, even as I pull the strings that unravel her sanity, thread by thread. She calls me a demon. A nightmare. A Hellkeeper.
She doesn’t understand.
I didn’t come to haunt her.
I came to claim her.
And when they try to take her from me, when they dare to rip her from my hands—I’ll drag them to hell myself.
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Published April 18, 2025
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May 11, 2025
So believe it or not I found this book on booktok. Now I never listen to the people on there because they always recommend awful books but I just happened to land on the side of booktok where my fellow safety girls were and here we are!!
This is a debut book by this author. I actually really enjoyed it. Amelia was raised in a cult and a time comes where she is to be sacrificed. She wasn’t really down for that so she finally ran away and met a lovely woman who hired and housed her. Damien, who is a hitman, sneaks into the restaurant she works at one night while it’s closed and he sees her sleeping and the rest is history.
I loved Damien. This man was down BAD for her!! Omg he was sooo obsessed with her. He was protective and possessive and just wanted to give her everything. She was very against it at first because well he was stalking her but of course she gave in because who wouldn’t?! Anyway I really loved Damien’s vulnerable moments. There’s a part where he tells her he was raised as a hitman and he panics thinking she won’t want him anymore and this man literally begs her not to be afraid of him. Ugh I loved it!!
I liked Amelia as well. She was sweet yet feisty. I did feel like her transition from being in a cult to normal life was a little unrealistic though. She was so sheltered and didn’t know much. She had only just seen what a smartphone was after she ran away and not a week later she’s talking and saying things that I felt didn’t reflect someone who had been sheltered for 22 years. I also loved how she stood up for herself when it came to the OW drama. I’m so glad she didn’t cower but instead she gave back just as good.
And that takes me to the OW drama. There’s this annoying ass girl who is the daughter of one of Damien’s clients. She has her sights set on Damien but the guy couldn’t be less interested. She tries to cause some problems and honestly won’t take no for an answer but Damien is not having it. I loved how rude he was to her. The OW drama is throughout the book but it didn’t bother me much because he can’t stand her and he’s never been with her sexually at all. He only met her at meetings with her father.
The conflict wasn’t my favorite but still entertaining. And there were sex scenes but I wouldn’t call this spicy by any means. I wasn’t mad about that, I prefer more story anyway. The epilogue also wasn’t my favorite but that’s just me.
I am so very interested in the next book the author is going to write. We get the first chapter and this time the obsessed one is a woman who seems kind of psycho. It sounds great!! lol.
NO CHEATING
OW DRAMA (see above)
LIGHT OM DRAMA
NO THIRD ACT BREAK UP
SMALL AGE GAP 22/30
VIRGIN FMC/ MMC DIDN’T GIVE MANWHORE VIBES
TOUCH HER AND DIE (literally!! Or even talk to her wrong and die! lol)
ABUSE ON FMC
MURDER
HEA (engaged)
This is a debut book by this author. I actually really enjoyed it. Amelia was raised in a cult and a time comes where she is to be sacrificed. She wasn’t really down for that so she finally ran away and met a lovely woman who hired and housed her. Damien, who is a hitman, sneaks into the restaurant she works at one night while it’s closed and he sees her sleeping and the rest is history.
I loved Damien. This man was down BAD for her!! Omg he was sooo obsessed with her. He was protective and possessive and just wanted to give her everything. She was very against it at first because well he was stalking her but of course she gave in because who wouldn’t?! Anyway I really loved Damien’s vulnerable moments. There’s a part where he tells her he was raised as a hitman and he panics thinking she won’t want him anymore and this man literally begs her not to be afraid of him. Ugh I loved it!!
I liked Amelia as well. She was sweet yet feisty. I did feel like her transition from being in a cult to normal life was a little unrealistic though. She was so sheltered and didn’t know much. She had only just seen what a smartphone was after she ran away and not a week later she’s talking and saying things that I felt didn’t reflect someone who had been sheltered for 22 years. I also loved how she stood up for herself when it came to the OW drama. I’m so glad she didn’t cower but instead she gave back just as good.
And that takes me to the OW drama. There’s this annoying ass girl who is the daughter of one of Damien’s clients. She has her sights set on Damien but the guy couldn’t be less interested. She tries to cause some problems and honestly won’t take no for an answer but Damien is not having it. I loved how rude he was to her. The OW drama is throughout the book but it didn’t bother me much because he can’t stand her and he’s never been with her sexually at all. He only met her at meetings with her father.
The conflict wasn’t my favorite but still entertaining. And there were sex scenes but I wouldn’t call this spicy by any means. I wasn’t mad about that, I prefer more story anyway. The epilogue also wasn’t my favorite but that’s just me.
I am so very interested in the next book the author is going to write. We get the first chapter and this time the obsessed one is a woman who seems kind of psycho. It sounds great!! lol.
NO CHEATING
OW DRAMA (see above)
LIGHT OM DRAMA
NO THIRD ACT BREAK UP
SMALL AGE GAP 22/30
VIRGIN FMC/ MMC DIDN’T GIVE MANWHORE VIBES
TOUCH HER AND DIE (literally!! Or even talk to her wrong and die! lol)
ABUSE ON FMC
MURDER
HEA (engaged)
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August 31, 2025hmmm 🤔
Idk how to feel about this book, tbh. It was an insta-obsession that didn't make any sense.
In a dark romance sense of stalking, there are MMCs that I actually root for to win over their women, but I just can't do it for Damien (30). He actually scares the crap out of me. 🫣 It took me a looong while to warm up to him and his crazy antics.
I like Amelia (22), though. I love that she got out of that cult and didn't look back. Her reaction to her stalker was realistic and understandable, but I feel like she acclimated to him so quickly. 🤷♀️
Then there's the writing style. Idk how to put it—maybe a bit clunky? Sometimes, the way things are worded doesn’t feel natural, and they disrupts the flow. Like there are much more to say, but it got cut off way too soon. 🤔
Hmmm, idk what else to say. I didn't like it like I hoped I would. The MCs' chemistry wasn't palpable, and I'm not really a fan of Damien. Also, I wish the epilogue showed a glimpse of them years down the line instead of a few months only.
That said, while this didn't work for me, I'm sure it'll be someone else's cup of tea.
Idk how to feel about this book, tbh. It was an insta-obsession that didn't make any sense.
In a dark romance sense of stalking, there are MMCs that I actually root for to win over their women, but I just can't do it for Damien (30). He actually scares the crap out of me. 🫣 It took me a looong while to warm up to him and his crazy antics.
I like Amelia (22), though. I love that she got out of that cult and didn't look back. Her reaction to her stalker was realistic and understandable, but I feel like she acclimated to him so quickly. 🤷♀️
Then there's the writing style. Idk how to put it—maybe a bit clunky? Sometimes, the way things are worded doesn’t feel natural, and they disrupts the flow. Like there are much more to say, but it got cut off way too soon. 🤔
Hmmm, idk what else to say. I didn't like it like I hoped I would. The MCs' chemistry wasn't palpable, and I'm not really a fan of Damien. Also, I wish the epilogue showed a glimpse of them years down the line instead of a few months only.
That said, while this didn't work for me, I'm sure it'll be someone else's cup of tea.
December 19, 2025
yessss, Damien is epitome of obsessive, unhinged and desperate man who worships his woman.
overall, he’s deliciously portrayed 🔝🔥🛐
“My obsession. The bane of my existence. My reason for breathing, for existing… for living.”
where can I sign up for one too? 😩💳💥💳💥💳 💥
other authors should take notes, this is how you write them!!!!smh..
but couldn’t rate it more, because of the overall story writing, didn’t quite like it
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“My little flower is a narcotic. My little flower is a drug. My little flower is my high, everything I could ever need or want.
I breathe, sleep, and eat this girl. She's carved into my bones, woven into my blood. If someone cut me open, her name would pour out. She's the only person in this godforsaken world I've ever opened up to; and the only one I ever will.”
”I want to kneel at her feet, lap at her essence, and thank her for letting my filthy hands touch her pure skin. I want to ruin her so completely that when she closes her eyes, the only thing she sees is me.
I want her moaning my name in prayer, whispering it like it’s the only salvation she has left.”
“My little flower, staking her claim, pressing her lips into my flesh like she’s carving herself into me. And she is. She already has. She’s in my blood, in my bones, in every breath I take.”
”Anything my little flower needs, she gets from me. No other man provides for her. No other man teaches her a damn thing. That is my privilege. My right. My goddamn duty. I am her provider. Her protector. Her man. Her stalker. Her everything.”
“She isn’t just mine, she is me. Cut her, and I bleed. Hurt her, and I become death itself. My love isn’t gentle. It’s all-consuming. If she cries, I will carve out the tongues that spoke against her. If she bleeds, I will drown the world in the blood of those who hurt her. There is no limit. No end. Only fire. Only ruin. Only the bodies I would stack at her feet just to keep her safe.
I would burn everything. Everyone. Until there is nothing left but her and me in the ashes.”
overall, he’s deliciously portrayed 🔝🔥🛐
“My obsession. The bane of my existence. My reason for breathing, for existing… for living.”
where can I sign up for one too? 😩💳💥💳💥💳 💥
other authors should take notes, this is how you write them!!!!smh..
but couldn’t rate it more, because of the overall story writing, didn’t quite like it
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“My little flower is a narcotic. My little flower is a drug. My little flower is my high, everything I could ever need or want.
I breathe, sleep, and eat this girl. She's carved into my bones, woven into my blood. If someone cut me open, her name would pour out. She's the only person in this godforsaken world I've ever opened up to; and the only one I ever will.”
”I want to kneel at her feet, lap at her essence, and thank her for letting my filthy hands touch her pure skin. I want to ruin her so completely that when she closes her eyes, the only thing she sees is me.
I want her moaning my name in prayer, whispering it like it’s the only salvation she has left.”
“My little flower, staking her claim, pressing her lips into my flesh like she’s carving herself into me. And she is. She already has. She’s in my blood, in my bones, in every breath I take.”
”Anything my little flower needs, she gets from me. No other man provides for her. No other man teaches her a damn thing. That is my privilege. My right. My goddamn duty. I am her provider. Her protector. Her man. Her stalker. Her everything.”
“She isn’t just mine, she is me. Cut her, and I bleed. Hurt her, and I become death itself. My love isn’t gentle. It’s all-consuming. If she cries, I will carve out the tongues that spoke against her. If she bleeds, I will drown the world in the blood of those who hurt her. There is no limit. No end. Only fire. Only ruin. Only the bodies I would stack at her feet just to keep her safe.
I would burn everything. Everyone. Until there is nothing left but her and me in the ashes.”
December 18, 2025
Got a little bored after the 50% mark, but it was fun little palette cleanser.
Super safe (for me):
Virgin FMC (I usually don’t like this but it worked for this because she was in a cult before lol)
Not a manwhore
OW/OM: The main villain is an OW, but I don’t even know if I’d consider her one since the MMC hates her immediately and never shows an ounce of interest.
Super safe (for me):
Virgin FMC (I usually don’t like this but it worked for this because she was in a cult before lol)
Not a manwhore
OW/OM: The main villain is an OW, but I don’t even know if I’d consider her one since the MMC hates her immediately and never shows an ounce of interest.
August 22, 2025
3 - 3.5 stars!
Amelia escapes from a cult after being picked for sacrifice. Starting to build a new life, she quickly realizes she has a stalker.
Damien will make Amelia his no matter what. He’s a hitman and will quite literally cut off pieces of anyone that dares to hurt Amelia.
Short and smutty with a bit of sweetness and a bit of grit, this felt like a decent palate cleanser. I enjoyed it 🤷🏻♀️.
Amelia escapes from a cult after being picked for sacrifice. Starting to build a new life, she quickly realizes she has a stalker.
Damien will make Amelia his no matter what. He’s a hitman and will quite literally cut off pieces of anyone that dares to hurt Amelia.
“She isn’t just mine, she is me. Cut her, and I bleed. Hurt her, and I become death itself. My love isn’t gentle. It’s all-consuming. If she cries, I will carve out the tongues that spoke against her. If she bleeds, I will drown the world in the blood of those who hurt her. There is no limit. No end. Only fire. Only ruin. Only the bodies I would stack at her feet just to keep her safe. I would burn everything. Everyone. Until there is nothing left but her and me in the ashes.”
Short and smutty with a bit of sweetness and a bit of grit, this felt like a decent palate cleanser. I enjoyed it 🤷🏻♀️.
May 9, 2025
I don’t know wtf I just read but f!ck it was good!
October 27, 2025
a short, fun, and dark novella. nothing that has me screaming wow but it was enjoyable!
“You are mine. In this life, in the next. In whatever hell or heaven we end up in. I vow to keep you, to claim you, to destroy anything that dares stand in our way. I will worship you with fire and ruin, Amelia. I will never let you go.”
“You are mine. In this life, in the next. In whatever hell or heaven we end up in. I vow to keep you, to claim you, to destroy anything that dares stand in our way. I will worship you with fire and ruin, Amelia. I will never let you go.”
July 30, 2025
I really enjoyed this! Instalove, stalker, obsessed mmc this is all my jam!
Amelia is escaping a cult and lands on her feet when a woman who owns a restaurant takes her in and gives her a job and somewhere to stay. Damien is a hitman and comes across Amelia when he ducks into the restaurant to hide from some guys he was killing. It’s obsession/love at first sight for him and he’s basically all in for her from first glance. When he was like ok she’s mine from here on out so let’s get settled in here and crawled under her bed to sleep and watch over her I was dying, I enjoyed this so much. I really liked Amelia too, she really deserved the world after growing up with the nut jobs and even her own mother being a cunt in the end.
This had OWD but the kind I don’t really mind which is the the mmc had never been with her, wasn’t interested at all whatsoever and put her in her place and eventually took care of her when she became a threat to the h.
Would have loved more time on page of them being together properly after the ordeal with the cult or even an epilogue further in the future.
Dual pov
Small age gap h22, H30
Owd/omd- mentioned above, ow was the daughter of one of Damien’s clients, she was delusional and got what she deserved.
Omd was just the brother of the h’s friend, H was jealous because she was talking to him.
No third act breakup
HFN
Epilogue- 1 month later they get engaged
Amelia is escaping a cult and lands on her feet when a woman who owns a restaurant takes her in and gives her a job and somewhere to stay. Damien is a hitman and comes across Amelia when he ducks into the restaurant to hide from some guys he was killing. It’s obsession/love at first sight for him and he’s basically all in for her from first glance. When he was like ok she’s mine from here on out so let’s get settled in here and crawled under her bed to sleep and watch over her I was dying, I enjoyed this so much. I really liked Amelia too, she really deserved the world after growing up with the nut jobs and even her own mother being a cunt in the end.
This had OWD but the kind I don’t really mind which is the the mmc had never been with her, wasn’t interested at all whatsoever and put her in her place and eventually took care of her when she became a threat to the h.
Would have loved more time on page of them being together properly after the ordeal with the cult or even an epilogue further in the future.
Dual pov
Small age gap h22, H30
Owd/omd- mentioned above, ow was the daughter of one of Damien’s clients, she was delusional and got what she deserved.
Omd was just the brother of the h’s friend, H was jealous because she was talking to him.
No third act breakup
HFN
Epilogue- 1 month later they get engaged
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
May 1, 2025
3.5⭐️ sometimes a completely OTT, crazy MMC just hits the spot. This was a fun read for a nice palette cleanser.
August 10, 2025
this was sooooooo much better than beautifully deranged. The characters stayed consistent, and there was no annoying change of character.
Damien remained his deranged unhinged self throughout the book with a little vulnerability at the end, which was SO CUTE.
Amelia had wonderful character development, which i appreciated because we hardly ever get any with female main characters.
she used to be a shy, meek sheltered religious girl who grew up in a fucked up cult, yet still managed to be " not like other girls" 😭 i understand that she was written that way to show us that she was different from the people in her cult, yet the comparison was only made with the girls in the cult which made her sound like a HUGE pick me, because the girls weren't the issue in the cult it was the MEN, controlling the women, using them as incubators, brainwashing them to be that way and then sacrificing them...etc.
but then, after befriending Margaret and Ruby, she really changed, and i love that she got female friendships and not just Damien.
then she got more character development where she started standing up for herself, not caring on being nasty with nasty people aka Linda, i LOVED how she put her in her place, her retorts and comebacks were better than any slap 😂😂
Damien always spoke about how pure and untainted Amelia's skin was and it was to symbolize how naive and oblivious she was on the inside.
then at the end after Amelia was assaulted by the cult, the assault resulted in lasting cuts and burn scars. i'm choosing to believe that it symbolizes her change, her fight to escape the cult and no longer being the naive girl who used to believe them and their boogeyman.
safety:
- safe, no cheating
- Virgin fmc she grew up in a cult where they only have sex after they get married, Damien was experienced but didn't give off manwhore, no talk about his past.
- owd : Damien's client's daughter Linda is obsessed with him and causes quiet a bit of drama throughout the book. Damien has never been with her or interested in her and takes care of her annoying ass at the end.
omd : not really drama, Damien gets jealous when he sees Amelia talking to Ruby's brother, it was just one scene.
Damien remained his deranged unhinged self throughout the book with a little vulnerability at the end, which was SO CUTE.
Amelia had wonderful character development, which i appreciated because we hardly ever get any with female main characters.
she used to be a shy, meek sheltered religious girl who grew up in a fucked up cult, yet still managed to be " not like other girls" 😭 i understand that she was written that way to show us that she was different from the people in her cult, yet the comparison was only made with the girls in the cult which made her sound like a HUGE pick me, because the girls weren't the issue in the cult it was the MEN, controlling the women, using them as incubators, brainwashing them to be that way and then sacrificing them...etc.
but then, after befriending Margaret and Ruby, she really changed, and i love that she got female friendships and not just Damien.
then she got more character development where she started standing up for herself, not caring on being nasty with nasty people aka Linda, i LOVED how she put her in her place, her retorts and comebacks were better than any slap 😂😂
Damien always spoke about how pure and untainted Amelia's skin was and it was to symbolize how naive and oblivious she was on the inside.
then at the end after Amelia was assaulted by the cult, the assault resulted in lasting cuts and burn scars. i'm choosing to believe that it symbolizes her change, her fight to escape the cult and no longer being the naive girl who used to believe them and their boogeyman.
safety:
- safe, no cheating
- Virgin fmc she grew up in a cult where they only have sex after they get married, Damien was experienced but didn't give off manwhore, no talk about his past.
- owd : Damien's client's daughter Linda is obsessed with him and causes quiet a bit of drama throughout the book. Damien has never been with her or interested in her and takes care of her annoying ass at the end.
omd : not really drama, Damien gets jealous when he sees Amelia talking to Ruby's brother, it was just one scene.
October 1, 2025
That was delectable!!!🥵🥵🥵🥵
Finally someone promised porn with a plot and actually delivered. Sexy but also well written, the author did not get sloppy just to give us some spice. The story was well structured, with enough characters to build the plot but not too many to overwhelm the readers. I loved the cult and religious traumat elements but not as much as this unhinged romance between Damien and Amelia. The one thing I believe people might not enjoy is the insta-attraction found in this story, so perhaps don't pick it up if it's not your vibe. If you love crazy and possessive, then don't walk...RUN and start reading!🏃♀️🏃♀️🏃♀️🏃♀️
Tags:
Dark romance🥵🔞✨
Possessive MMC💞 💓 💗
Virgin FMC 🌮💦👅
Insta love❤️🔥 ❤️
Angst😐😑😬
Stalking🪓 🔪🏴
Violence 🩸👁🦴
Morally grey characters 👤 👥🗣
Murder (including mass murder) 🧨🧫 🧪
weapon use 🗡 ⚔️🔫
Unprotected $e)(😵💫😈
parental death(mentioned)❤️🩹 💔
religious trauma🪔🕯🩸
praise😈 👿 👹
Parental abuse ☠️☠️☠️
Learning intimacy💁👌😍
HEA🔔🤵🏼👰🏼
Finally someone promised porn with a plot and actually delivered. Sexy but also well written, the author did not get sloppy just to give us some spice. The story was well structured, with enough characters to build the plot but not too many to overwhelm the readers. I loved the cult and religious traumat elements but not as much as this unhinged romance between Damien and Amelia. The one thing I believe people might not enjoy is the insta-attraction found in this story, so perhaps don't pick it up if it's not your vibe. If you love crazy and possessive, then don't walk...RUN and start reading!🏃♀️🏃♀️🏃♀️🏃♀️
Tags:
Dark romance🥵🔞✨
Possessive MMC💞 💓 💗
Virgin FMC 🌮💦👅
Insta love❤️🔥 ❤️
Angst😐😑😬
Stalking🪓 🔪🏴
Violence 🩸👁🦴
Morally grey characters 👤 👥🗣
Murder (including mass murder) 🧨🧫 🧪
weapon use 🗡 ⚔️🔫
Unprotected $e)(😵💫😈
parental death(mentioned)❤️🩹 💔
religious trauma🪔🕯🩸
praise😈 👿 👹
Parental abuse ☠️☠️☠️
Learning intimacy💁👌😍
HEA🔔🤵🏼👰🏼
August 6, 2025
Weird cult villagers…
Every five years, the village sacrificed a female virgin. This time the FMC has been chosen, and she is definitely not into it. She runs away… and the suspension of disbelief needs to start now. She somehow knows there’s a train station and she gets on, and then gets off at the same place other runaways have ended up. Coincidence? I think not… LOL.
The MMC appears because a client’s daughter feels she’s been abused and the client wants the guy’s head on a platter. Literally. And the daughter turns into a wannabe OW because she’s a spoiled brat and won’t take the “no” when he refuses her overtures.
KU read, and pretty darn good! He’s a “touch her and you die” kind of guy and he literally burns down her world. I loved him.
Every five years, the village sacrificed a female virgin. This time the FMC has been chosen, and she is definitely not into it. She runs away… and the suspension of disbelief needs to start now. She somehow knows there’s a train station and she gets on, and then gets off at the same place other runaways have ended up. Coincidence? I think not… LOL.
The MMC appears because a client’s daughter feels she’s been abused and the client wants the guy’s head on a platter. Literally. And the daughter turns into a wannabe OW because she’s a spoiled brat and won’t take the “no” when he refuses her overtures.
KU read, and pretty darn good! He’s a “touch her and you die” kind of guy and he literally burns down her world. I loved him.
July 17, 2025
This was 3.5 ⭐️ for me. Not to shabby tbh.
🖤🖤🖤🖤My favorite quotes are the following:
Damien
They say obsession is a drug. I wouldn’t know. I never needed narcotics, never indulged in anything that could cloud my judgment. Weak men use substances to escape their reality. I have always welcomed the darkness, the pain, the hunt.
But this?
This is unlike anything I have ever known.
It’s worse than any addiction, deeper than any craving. It’s in my blood now, pumping through me every second of the day. It poisons me in the most exquisite fucking way.
Her.
Amelia.
My angel.
"You underestimate me, angel," I say. "Hurt me?" I shake my head. "You don’t have it in you."
If looks could kill, my little flower would have successfully killed me.
"Call the police?" I continue. "You don’t even have a phone. And every shop on this street is closed. No one to help you. Run? You don’t want to run, Amelia." I drink in the scent of her fear, her skin, her everything. "You want answers."
And I’m going to give them to her.
She stares at me like I’m something out of a nightmare. Maybe I am.
"What’s your name?"
"Damien. Damien Reed."
"And you," I mumble, "are Amelia Ward. Soon to be Amelia Reed."
"You’re insane."
I watch her like a puzzle I’ve already solved. "You say that like it changes anything."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what? Protecting you?" I ask. "Making sure no one lays a finger on you? Spoiling you the way you deserve?"
I see the conflict in her eyes. There’s a part of her that wants to understand.
"Couldn’t you just approach me like a normal person?"
A normal person.
"Why would I hide myself from you, Amelia? This is how our life is always going to be."
"If someone hurts you," I continue, my voice dropping lower, "I’ll bring you a piece of them. So you’ll know I avenged you." I smile. I hope it comes across as comforting, but I know it terrifies her too. "If we argue? If you tell me to sleep somewhere else? I’ll crawl under your bed and stay there until you want me back in it. I won’t pretend to be something I’m not. I won’t lie to you."
My little flower is a narcotic. My little flower is a drug. My little flower is my high, everything I could ever need or want.
I breathe, sleep, and eat this girl. She's carved into my bones, woven into my blood. If someone cut me open, her name would pour out. She's the only person in this godforsaken world I've ever opened up to; and the only one I ever will.
She doesn’t know it yet, but I’ll tell her everything. Just like she’ll tell me all of her secrets. There will be nothing between us. We are one.
I’m giving her time to understand this. To let the truth seep into her skin, to let it settle into her soul. But it’s getting harder.
Harder to pretend I don’t notice the way she bites her lip when she’s thinking.
Harder to act like I don’t see the heat creeping up her neck when I lean in too close.
Harder not to pin her down and show her exactly how her man can worship her; how he can make her feel like the goddess she is.
I want to kneel at her feet, lap at her essence, and thank her for letting my filthy hands touch her pure skin. I want to ruin her so completely that when she closes her eyes, the only thing she sees is me.
I want her moaning my name in prayer, whispering it like it’s the only salvation she has left.
But for now, I wait.
She nods, her hand squeezing mine in return as if to comfort me.
“That man was cruel. He trained me to be a killer. If I missed a hit, if I hesitated—” I pause, jaw clenching. “I went to bed hungry. Or beaten. Sometimes both.”
Her eyes flood with tears.
I hate it.
I love it.
Her pain, her empathy, it’s a sickness in my veins. Something I crave. Something I never knew I needed until she came along and showed me what it was like to be completely enamored by a person.
Her fingers tremble before she lifts them to my face. Soft. Careful. Reverent. She traces the scar across my cheek, and I nearly stop breathing.
“Is that how you got this?” she whispers.
“It was when I refused a hit.”
“What happened?”
“I killed him,” I say. “And I escaped.”
She blanches. Fear.
No. Please, no.
“Don’t look at me like that,” I beg. “I would never hurt you. Never.”
Her eyes dart across my face, searching for truth.
“I worship you,” I whisper. “I would burn the world for you. Do you understand?”
She nods slowly, but it’s not enough.
I see the way her gaze flickers back to my scar.
“It disgusts you?” I murmur, and it kills me how raw my voice sounds.
“What?”
“I promise I’ll treat you so well, you won’t even notice the scar is there anymore. No man with perfect skin would ever treat you the way I treat you.”
That thing on my face is gnarly. It’s scared kids I’ve walked past on numerous occasions. I never cared. But the thought that it disgusts her makes me feel sick.
Is that why she won’t kiss me?
“I like it,” she whispers.
A slow, wicked grin spreads across my lips.
“You like it,” I echo.
She presses her lips together, refusing to repeat herself.
“Then you like me,” I tease.
For the first time, she doesn’t deny it.
My obsession. The bane of my existence. My reason for breathing, for existing… for living.
She’s straddling my thighs, marking me with her mouth. Each hickey sears through my skin and straight into my fucking soul. My little flower, staking her claim, pressing her lips into my flesh like she’s carving herself into me. And she is. She already has. She’s in my blood, in my bones, in every breath I take.
Have I died? Is this heaven? Or is it some cruel hallucination—where I finally have what I want, but in the end, it’s just an illusion?
Because nothing has ever felt better than this.
But something festers beneath the pleasure. Something dark. Possessive. I love seeing her riled up, jealous, her touch desperate and needy. But I fucking hate that she had any reason to feel this way. She should never doubt where I belong. Who I belong to.
Her. Only her.
I’ve failed if she even had a second of insecurity.
She’s staring at my lips like she wants to devour me, the same way I want to devour her.
I trace the swollen curve of her bottom lip. “I bet you’ve been wondering, haven’t you?” I rasp. “Why I tasted every delicious inch of you but not these lips.”
“Don’t ruin the moment,” she whispers.
I let out a dark laugh. “I wanted you to choose, little flower. I wanted you to decide if you wanted to kiss a beast of a man.” My thumb brushes her cheek. “I know my scar isn’t exactly—”
Something shifts in her expression. Something haunted. Broken. And fuck, I want to rip my own tongue out for whatever I said that made her look like that. Before I can say anything else, she crashes her lips into mine.
It’s forceful, almost clumsy, her lips just pressing to mine, unmoving. She doesn’t know how to kiss. It reminds me that I’m the first man to have this, to have her, in every way.
I take control, tilting my head, coaxing her lips open with mine, slowing her down, teaching her. My hands fist in her hair, keeping her where I need her. Her hands shake as they press against my chest, and I groan into her mouth, fucking obsessed with the way she melts for me.
When she pulls away, my breath is ragged, my restraint shredded.
And then she does something that destroys me.
She presses her lips to my scar. Kissing it.
My body locks up. My pulse stops. My whole world tilts sideways. The instinct to push her off, to turn away, is overwhelming. I’ve never been insecure about this scar, never gave a damn what anyone thought about it. But with her? With the most beautiful woman I’ve ever fucking seen?
I feel exposed. Raw. Like she deserves something better. Too bad for her. I’m the only man she’ll ever have.
I cradle her face in my hands. “You’re so sweet,” I whisper, breathing her in. “My little flower is so sweet.”
And she is. Too damn sweet for the likes of me. Too soft, too pure, and I should feel guilt for wanting to stain her with my touch; but I don’t.
I place her in the passenger seat, watching the way she pouts. “If you keep touching me like that, I won’t be able to control myself anymore,” I murmur. “And I’m not taking your virginity in a car.”
I unbuckle my belt, letting it fall to the floor. My fingers move to the buttons of my shirt. The fabric slips from my shoulders. She stares, her eyes roaming over every ugly mark.
I catch her tear before it falls.
“Don’t cry for me, little flower.”
Her small hands trail over my skin, mapping each scar. That man spared nothing to teach me to be “perfect.” Cigarettes, knives, belts—he marked me every time I said no or missed a hit. I want to hide.
But it’s her.
My Amelia.
And she doesn’t look away.
She whispers, “I’m glad you killed him.”
Something dark coils in my gut. The words shouldn’t affect me like this. But they do. They make my cock throb, sending heat pulsing through me.
Because she understands. Because she could crook her finger and I’d fall to my fucking knees. Because this woman, pure as snow, is glad I killed a man. Just because he hurt me.
She’s innocence. I’m rot. And somehow, we fit.
I leave before the fire spreads enough to trap me and make my way to the car, parked far enough to avoid the worst of it. Still, the heat licks at my back. The fire will spread, fast.
I slide into the driver’s seat, ready to get Amelia out of here.
But before I can start the engine, her bloodied hand rests on mine.
She doesn’t speak. She doesn’t need to.
I understand.
She wants to watch. Just a little longer.
So I let her.
She isn’t just mine, she is me. Cut her, and I bleed. Hurt her, and I become death itself. My love isn’t gentle. It’s all-consuming. If she cries, I will carve out the tongues that spoke against her. If she bleeds, I will drown the world in the blood of those who hurt her. There is no limit. No end. Only fire. Only ruin. Only the bodies I would stack at her feet just to keep her safe.
I would burn everything. Everyone. Until there is nothing left but her and me in the ashes.
Together, we witness the last embers of this wretched place die.
Together, we end it all.
He lowers himself further, pressing his lips to my feet again. I twitch at the contact, the blisters tender, but he doesn’t stop. He kisses over every burn, every raw spot, and the heat of his mouth sears me more than the fire ever could.
He presses a kiss to my shin. My knee. My thigh.
My ribs, the bruises there.
My stomach, the ugly green and blue of it.
Every single inch of skin they marked, he reclaims.
I bite down on my lip, eyes stinging. “My skin won’t be smooth anymore,” I mumble. “Would you mind?”
His fingers grip my jaw, tilting my head back roughly, forcing my eyes to stay on his. His pupils are blown wide, his expression unreadable. His lips hover over mine, close enough that I feel the heat of his breath.
“Mind?” His voice is lethal, low and sharp. He thumbs over the dried blood on my cheek. “Your body is mine. Your scars are mine. Every single mark they left on you belongs to me now. You are beautiful, and you will always be beautiful.” He kisses down my neck, over the angry red skin my mother left behind. “And if you ever say something like that again, I swear I’ll make you look at yourself in every mirror until you see what I see.”
I believe him, and my insecurity dies the second it came up.
🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
🖤🖤🖤🖤My favorite quotes are the following:
Damien
They say obsession is a drug. I wouldn’t know. I never needed narcotics, never indulged in anything that could cloud my judgment. Weak men use substances to escape their reality. I have always welcomed the darkness, the pain, the hunt.
But this?
This is unlike anything I have ever known.
It’s worse than any addiction, deeper than any craving. It’s in my blood now, pumping through me every second of the day. It poisons me in the most exquisite fucking way.
Her.
Amelia.
My angel.
"You underestimate me, angel," I say. "Hurt me?" I shake my head. "You don’t have it in you."
If looks could kill, my little flower would have successfully killed me.
"Call the police?" I continue. "You don’t even have a phone. And every shop on this street is closed. No one to help you. Run? You don’t want to run, Amelia." I drink in the scent of her fear, her skin, her everything. "You want answers."
And I’m going to give them to her.
She stares at me like I’m something out of a nightmare. Maybe I am.
"What’s your name?"
"Damien. Damien Reed."
"And you," I mumble, "are Amelia Ward. Soon to be Amelia Reed."
"You’re insane."
I watch her like a puzzle I’ve already solved. "You say that like it changes anything."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what? Protecting you?" I ask. "Making sure no one lays a finger on you? Spoiling you the way you deserve?"
I see the conflict in her eyes. There’s a part of her that wants to understand.
"Couldn’t you just approach me like a normal person?"
A normal person.
"Why would I hide myself from you, Amelia? This is how our life is always going to be."
"If someone hurts you," I continue, my voice dropping lower, "I’ll bring you a piece of them. So you’ll know I avenged you." I smile. I hope it comes across as comforting, but I know it terrifies her too. "If we argue? If you tell me to sleep somewhere else? I’ll crawl under your bed and stay there until you want me back in it. I won’t pretend to be something I’m not. I won’t lie to you."
My little flower is a narcotic. My little flower is a drug. My little flower is my high, everything I could ever need or want.
I breathe, sleep, and eat this girl. She's carved into my bones, woven into my blood. If someone cut me open, her name would pour out. She's the only person in this godforsaken world I've ever opened up to; and the only one I ever will.
She doesn’t know it yet, but I’ll tell her everything. Just like she’ll tell me all of her secrets. There will be nothing between us. We are one.
I’m giving her time to understand this. To let the truth seep into her skin, to let it settle into her soul. But it’s getting harder.
Harder to pretend I don’t notice the way she bites her lip when she’s thinking.
Harder to act like I don’t see the heat creeping up her neck when I lean in too close.
Harder not to pin her down and show her exactly how her man can worship her; how he can make her feel like the goddess she is.
I want to kneel at her feet, lap at her essence, and thank her for letting my filthy hands touch her pure skin. I want to ruin her so completely that when she closes her eyes, the only thing she sees is me.
I want her moaning my name in prayer, whispering it like it’s the only salvation she has left.
But for now, I wait.
She nods, her hand squeezing mine in return as if to comfort me.
“That man was cruel. He trained me to be a killer. If I missed a hit, if I hesitated—” I pause, jaw clenching. “I went to bed hungry. Or beaten. Sometimes both.”
Her eyes flood with tears.
I hate it.
I love it.
Her pain, her empathy, it’s a sickness in my veins. Something I crave. Something I never knew I needed until she came along and showed me what it was like to be completely enamored by a person.
Her fingers tremble before she lifts them to my face. Soft. Careful. Reverent. She traces the scar across my cheek, and I nearly stop breathing.
“Is that how you got this?” she whispers.
“It was when I refused a hit.”
“What happened?”
“I killed him,” I say. “And I escaped.”
She blanches. Fear.
No. Please, no.
“Don’t look at me like that,” I beg. “I would never hurt you. Never.”
Her eyes dart across my face, searching for truth.
“I worship you,” I whisper. “I would burn the world for you. Do you understand?”
She nods slowly, but it’s not enough.
I see the way her gaze flickers back to my scar.
“It disgusts you?” I murmur, and it kills me how raw my voice sounds.
“What?”
“I promise I’ll treat you so well, you won’t even notice the scar is there anymore. No man with perfect skin would ever treat you the way I treat you.”
That thing on my face is gnarly. It’s scared kids I’ve walked past on numerous occasions. I never cared. But the thought that it disgusts her makes me feel sick.
Is that why she won’t kiss me?
“I like it,” she whispers.
A slow, wicked grin spreads across my lips.
“You like it,” I echo.
She presses her lips together, refusing to repeat herself.
“Then you like me,” I tease.
For the first time, she doesn’t deny it.
My obsession. The bane of my existence. My reason for breathing, for existing… for living.
She’s straddling my thighs, marking me with her mouth. Each hickey sears through my skin and straight into my fucking soul. My little flower, staking her claim, pressing her lips into my flesh like she’s carving herself into me. And she is. She already has. She’s in my blood, in my bones, in every breath I take.
Have I died? Is this heaven? Or is it some cruel hallucination—where I finally have what I want, but in the end, it’s just an illusion?
Because nothing has ever felt better than this.
But something festers beneath the pleasure. Something dark. Possessive. I love seeing her riled up, jealous, her touch desperate and needy. But I fucking hate that she had any reason to feel this way. She should never doubt where I belong. Who I belong to.
Her. Only her.
I’ve failed if she even had a second of insecurity.
She’s staring at my lips like she wants to devour me, the same way I want to devour her.
I trace the swollen curve of her bottom lip. “I bet you’ve been wondering, haven’t you?” I rasp. “Why I tasted every delicious inch of you but not these lips.”
“Don’t ruin the moment,” she whispers.
I let out a dark laugh. “I wanted you to choose, little flower. I wanted you to decide if you wanted to kiss a beast of a man.” My thumb brushes her cheek. “I know my scar isn’t exactly—”
Something shifts in her expression. Something haunted. Broken. And fuck, I want to rip my own tongue out for whatever I said that made her look like that. Before I can say anything else, she crashes her lips into mine.
It’s forceful, almost clumsy, her lips just pressing to mine, unmoving. She doesn’t know how to kiss. It reminds me that I’m the first man to have this, to have her, in every way.
I take control, tilting my head, coaxing her lips open with mine, slowing her down, teaching her. My hands fist in her hair, keeping her where I need her. Her hands shake as they press against my chest, and I groan into her mouth, fucking obsessed with the way she melts for me.
When she pulls away, my breath is ragged, my restraint shredded.
And then she does something that destroys me.
She presses her lips to my scar. Kissing it.
My body locks up. My pulse stops. My whole world tilts sideways. The instinct to push her off, to turn away, is overwhelming. I’ve never been insecure about this scar, never gave a damn what anyone thought about it. But with her? With the most beautiful woman I’ve ever fucking seen?
I feel exposed. Raw. Like she deserves something better. Too bad for her. I’m the only man she’ll ever have.
I cradle her face in my hands. “You’re so sweet,” I whisper, breathing her in. “My little flower is so sweet.”
And she is. Too damn sweet for the likes of me. Too soft, too pure, and I should feel guilt for wanting to stain her with my touch; but I don’t.
I place her in the passenger seat, watching the way she pouts. “If you keep touching me like that, I won’t be able to control myself anymore,” I murmur. “And I’m not taking your virginity in a car.”
I unbuckle my belt, letting it fall to the floor. My fingers move to the buttons of my shirt. The fabric slips from my shoulders. She stares, her eyes roaming over every ugly mark.
I catch her tear before it falls.
“Don’t cry for me, little flower.”
Her small hands trail over my skin, mapping each scar. That man spared nothing to teach me to be “perfect.” Cigarettes, knives, belts—he marked me every time I said no or missed a hit. I want to hide.
But it’s her.
My Amelia.
And she doesn’t look away.
She whispers, “I’m glad you killed him.”
Something dark coils in my gut. The words shouldn’t affect me like this. But they do. They make my cock throb, sending heat pulsing through me.
Because she understands. Because she could crook her finger and I’d fall to my fucking knees. Because this woman, pure as snow, is glad I killed a man. Just because he hurt me.
She’s innocence. I’m rot. And somehow, we fit.
I leave before the fire spreads enough to trap me and make my way to the car, parked far enough to avoid the worst of it. Still, the heat licks at my back. The fire will spread, fast.
I slide into the driver’s seat, ready to get Amelia out of here.
But before I can start the engine, her bloodied hand rests on mine.
She doesn’t speak. She doesn’t need to.
I understand.
She wants to watch. Just a little longer.
So I let her.
She isn’t just mine, she is me. Cut her, and I bleed. Hurt her, and I become death itself. My love isn’t gentle. It’s all-consuming. If she cries, I will carve out the tongues that spoke against her. If she bleeds, I will drown the world in the blood of those who hurt her. There is no limit. No end. Only fire. Only ruin. Only the bodies I would stack at her feet just to keep her safe.
I would burn everything. Everyone. Until there is nothing left but her and me in the ashes.
Together, we witness the last embers of this wretched place die.
Together, we end it all.
He lowers himself further, pressing his lips to my feet again. I twitch at the contact, the blisters tender, but he doesn’t stop. He kisses over every burn, every raw spot, and the heat of his mouth sears me more than the fire ever could.
He presses a kiss to my shin. My knee. My thigh.
My ribs, the bruises there.
My stomach, the ugly green and blue of it.
Every single inch of skin they marked, he reclaims.
I bite down on my lip, eyes stinging. “My skin won’t be smooth anymore,” I mumble. “Would you mind?”
His fingers grip my jaw, tilting my head back roughly, forcing my eyes to stay on his. His pupils are blown wide, his expression unreadable. His lips hover over mine, close enough that I feel the heat of his breath.
“Mind?” His voice is lethal, low and sharp. He thumbs over the dried blood on my cheek. “Your body is mine. Your scars are mine. Every single mark they left on you belongs to me now. You are beautiful, and you will always be beautiful.” He kisses down my neck, over the angry red skin my mother left behind. “And if you ever say something like that again, I swear I’ll make you look at yourself in every mirror until you see what I see.”
I believe him, and my insecurity dies the second it came up.
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This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
October 25, 2025
This book is fantastic ! It’s so well written and it’s a very dark romance stalker story. I fell in love with this couple and even though he’s a crazed stalker and a killer he loved and adores this woman who has gone through hell to gain her freedom from an evil cult. There’s steam and revenge everything you need in a dark romance book! Well written and I’ll be thinking about this story for a long time!
June 21, 2025
3.5 stars.
I really liked the plot of this story, with Amelia running from a cult because she was going to be their next sacrifice. There was insta-love on Damien's part because once he saw her, she was it for him. But that was perfect for my mood, so yep, I loved Damien in all his crazy, unhinged, over-the-topness. I loved Amelia's sweetness and inner strength, and I enjoyed watching her grow more confident and have a backbone. Sure, I thought she got into the modern lifestyle rather quickly for someone in a cult all her life, but that was okay. There was some drama with another woman pursuing Damien, but he was all Amelia, all the time, so that was okay. I loved Margaret, the woman who took Amelia in and gave her a job. I also really liked Ruby, a woman Amelia made friends with. Damien's past made me sad, so I definitely needed to see him and Amelia happy. And really, with someone as devoted as Damien, happiness was never in doubt.
I really liked the plot of this story, with Amelia running from a cult because she was going to be their next sacrifice. There was insta-love on Damien's part because once he saw her, she was it for him. But that was perfect for my mood, so yep, I loved Damien in all his crazy, unhinged, over-the-topness. I loved Amelia's sweetness and inner strength, and I enjoyed watching her grow more confident and have a backbone. Sure, I thought she got into the modern lifestyle rather quickly for someone in a cult all her life, but that was okay. There was some drama with another woman pursuing Damien, but he was all Amelia, all the time, so that was okay. I loved Margaret, the woman who took Amelia in and gave her a job. I also really liked Ruby, a woman Amelia made friends with. Damien's past made me sad, so I definitely needed to see him and Amelia happy. And really, with someone as devoted as Damien, happiness was never in doubt.
May 26, 2025
This was a random selection from amazon after a heavy series, and I'm so glad I picked it up. My first from this author and it was just a good time. Solid story with a vulnerable FMC running from her past and an unhinged stalker with his own demons. An uncomplicated quick read with I'll burn the world for her themes. Not too heavy with a solid premise that ended well. A great inbetween palate cleanser for me. I will likely read this author again.
May 25, 2025
The premise was interesting and made it a page turner. I think the MMC’s POV was repetitive and a few moments just kept repeating too much.
August 1, 2025
🌟🌟🌟🌟 Compulsively Readable & Deranged in the Best Way 🔪💘📖
I accidentally found this on BookTok (yes, the chaotic side where the safety girls thrive 😂) and to my surprise... it ate. This debut had me hooked from the first sacrifice attempt (yep, you read that right) to the final scene of obsession and mayhem.
Amelia escapes a literal cult 😱 and tries to adapt to normal life, and somehow ends up with Damien, an obsessive hitman who sees her sleeping once and basically imprints on her like a murdery werewolf 🐺❤️. It’s a twisted love story, and weirdly, I was into it.
Damien was feral for her. Like, stalker-level possessive but in a “I will kill someone for talking sideways to you” way 😳🖤. I lived for his rare soft moments—especially when he thought she'd reject him for being raised as a killer. That vulnerability? Chef’s kiss.
Amelia had great character growth—yes, her jump from cult-girl to sass-master felt fast (smartphone to sarcasm in under a week? Okay, queen 😅📱), but her friendship with Margaret and Ruby really grounded her. Plus, the way she clapped back at Linda the clingy client’s daughter? Iconic 💅🔥.
Some downsides: the conflict didn’t fully hit for me, and the epilogue felt a bit flat. Also, the constant “mine, mine, mine” from Damien got repetitive, but I’ll forgive it because… unhinged men are the new book boyfriends.
🔥 No cheating
💣 Drama, but not the breakup kind
👩❤️💋👨 FMC is a virgin, MMC is not a manwhore
🧨 Touch-her-and-die energy
🩹 Themes of abuse, trauma, and healing
All in all, this was miles better than Beautifully Deranged—more consistent characters, better development, and just the right amount of crazy. I’m already hyped for the next one... a psycho obsessed woman? YES PLEASE 😈📚
I accidentally found this on BookTok (yes, the chaotic side where the safety girls thrive 😂) and to my surprise... it ate. This debut had me hooked from the first sacrifice attempt (yep, you read that right) to the final scene of obsession and mayhem.
Amelia escapes a literal cult 😱 and tries to adapt to normal life, and somehow ends up with Damien, an obsessive hitman who sees her sleeping once and basically imprints on her like a murdery werewolf 🐺❤️. It’s a twisted love story, and weirdly, I was into it.
Damien was feral for her. Like, stalker-level possessive but in a “I will kill someone for talking sideways to you” way 😳🖤. I lived for his rare soft moments—especially when he thought she'd reject him for being raised as a killer. That vulnerability? Chef’s kiss.
Amelia had great character growth—yes, her jump from cult-girl to sass-master felt fast (smartphone to sarcasm in under a week? Okay, queen 😅📱), but her friendship with Margaret and Ruby really grounded her. Plus, the way she clapped back at Linda the clingy client’s daughter? Iconic 💅🔥.
Some downsides: the conflict didn’t fully hit for me, and the epilogue felt a bit flat. Also, the constant “mine, mine, mine” from Damien got repetitive, but I’ll forgive it because… unhinged men are the new book boyfriends.
🔥 No cheating
💣 Drama, but not the breakup kind
👩❤️💋👨 FMC is a virgin, MMC is not a manwhore
🧨 Touch-her-and-die energy
🩹 Themes of abuse, trauma, and healing
All in all, this was miles better than Beautifully Deranged—more consistent characters, better development, and just the right amount of crazy. I’m already hyped for the next one... a psycho obsessed woman? YES PLEASE 😈📚
October 31, 2025
This was similar to this one book I've read, where the girl comes from some kind of bullshit cult, the MMC was a biker, and he saves her. Here, you have another sheltered girl raised in a shitty cult, who runs away and, fortunately for her, catches the eye of a crazy hitman who, the moment he sees her, wants her, and he decides he is going to sleep under her bed... yeahhh :) He teaches her stuff, gets jealous over the smutty book she is reading, so then he shows her the exact same things she was about to read 🥵spoils her endlessly, worships the ground she walks on, kisses her feet, and LITERALLY BURNS THE WORLD FOR HER (the village where she is from, with everyone in it) 🛐 And my forever favorite, she kisses his scars, and my man was left speeeechless.
"Absolutely insane. A maniac."
"Your maniac. I would burn the world for you," I hiss. "I would rip through hell just to bring you to me."
"I worship you," I whisper. "I would burn the world for you. Do you understand?"
I see the way her gaze flickers back to my scar. I never cared. But the thought that it disgusts her makes me feel sick. Is that why she won't kiss me?
"It disgusts you?" I murmur;
"What?"
"I promise I'll treat you so well, you won't even notice the scar is there anymore. No man with perfect skin would ever treat you the way I treat you."
💋Hitman x sheltered cult girl
💋Obsessed at first sight
💋He falls first and hard
💋Age hap (22/ 30)
💋Spoils her
💋Makes her first time special
💋OW DRAMA 😡 (he despises the woman and doesn’t even touch her, but she is spoiled as fuck and doesn’t accept no for an answer)
"Absolutely insane. A maniac."
"Your maniac. I would burn the world for you," I hiss. "I would rip through hell just to bring you to me."
"I worship you," I whisper. "I would burn the world for you. Do you understand?"
I see the way her gaze flickers back to my scar. I never cared. But the thought that it disgusts her makes me feel sick. Is that why she won't kiss me?
"It disgusts you?" I murmur;
"What?"
"I promise I'll treat you so well, you won't even notice the scar is there anymore. No man with perfect skin would ever treat you the way I treat you."
💋Hitman x sheltered cult girl
💋Obsessed at first sight
💋He falls first and hard
💋Age hap (22/ 30)
💋Spoils her
💋Makes her first time special
💋OW DRAMA 😡 (he despises the woman and doesn’t even touch her, but she is spoiled as fuck and doesn’t accept no for an answer)
July 17, 2025
Who doesn't like dark stalker romance with dark vibes, lots of romance, chemistry and angst, ohhhh and let's not forget the plot...........
lately all that i either read or dnf was just not good, infact i would go ahead and say it's more of bookporn then romance.
But this book was so good, with bit of suspenseful plot, dark mmc yet so loving and caring towards fmc, he literally wants to give her anything and everything, fmc whose character develops throughout the book, the angst and chemistry was just amazing.
I read this book in one sitting, itz that good..............that being said this book need all the hype and love from all you guys who wants to read dark stalker romance with actual romance that would swoon you.
lately all that i either read or dnf was just not good, infact i would go ahead and say it's more of bookporn then romance.
But this book was so good, with bit of suspenseful plot, dark mmc yet so loving and caring towards fmc, he literally wants to give her anything and everything, fmc whose character develops throughout the book, the angst and chemistry was just amazing.
I read this book in one sitting, itz that good..............that being said this book need all the hype and love from all you guys who wants to read dark stalker romance with actual romance that would swoon you.
April 23, 2025
I loved this book. Like, devoured it in one sitting and sat there afterward just staring at a wall. It’s about a ruthless hit man who ends up stalking and obsessing over a girl after she escapes a creepy cult-like village. She’s struggling in the city, barely getting by, and he’s… well, the type of guy who slices off a man’s tongue for disrespecting her and leaves it in a gift box for her to find. They are polar opposites. The contrast between them is wild, but somehow it works. If you like your book men unhinged, you'll love this too (he literally burns an entire village for her.)
November 22, 2025
I should have DNF
The moment I noticed this lazy writing I should have put it down
Insta love
Zero character development
Everything is thrown at you at once
So rushed you can’t establish connections
The religious talk… ugh. I get it, you’re protesting religion in general with this book, but man, do not incorporate religious talks in every sentence.. it was annoying
This was just bad
Do not bother
The moment I noticed this lazy writing I should have put it down
Insta love
Zero character development
Everything is thrown at you at once
So rushed you can’t establish connections
The religious talk… ugh. I get it, you’re protesting religion in general with this book, but man, do not incorporate religious talks in every sentence.. it was annoying
This was just bad
Do not bother
July 7, 2025
Well written!!!
I’m pleasantly surprised at how much I liked this book. I thought I was walking into a heavy smut, no plot type novella. But nope. Plot was great! Smut was the smallest element. Revenge was perfection. Great drama. I was shocked that Ruby and Theo were legit - I swore there would be some crazy from them.
I’m pleasantly surprised at how much I liked this book. I thought I was walking into a heavy smut, no plot type novella. But nope. Plot was great! Smut was the smallest element. Revenge was perfection. Great drama. I was shocked that Ruby and Theo were legit - I swore there would be some crazy from them.
July 11, 2025
A typical obsession-style romance
It was an interesting book for sure. My only complaint is that I wanted a bit more backstory on the cult and how it was formed or who led it. I think it would have added another layer to Hell and really added to the story.
It was a good short, read.
It was an interesting book for sure. My only complaint is that I wanted a bit more backstory on the cult and how it was formed or who led it. I think it would have added another layer to Hell and really added to the story.
It was a good short, read.
August 23, 2025
wild concept
A brainwashed cult escapee is stalked by a hit man who brainwashed her Into loving him because no one else loves her. They form a weird obsession with each other. I like the wit and teasing of the book. The main girl is quick with comebacks and I was screaming with how wild the plot is. Good read. Not the best book I’ve ever read, but memorable for sure.
A brainwashed cult escapee is stalked by a hit man who brainwashed her Into loving him because no one else loves her. They form a weird obsession with each other. I like the wit and teasing of the book. The main girl is quick with comebacks and I was screaming with how wild the plot is. Good read. Not the best book I’ve ever read, but memorable for sure.
September 29, 2025
im surprised i actually finished this book
This is the kind of book thats so dumb and stupid you keep reading to find out how dumb it could get its so cringe but not in the ‘ew gross second hand embarrassment ‘ way but in a ‘ so cheesy and predictable ‘ way
This book had every single dark romance trope with no plot and so much cringe but i was mildly entertained
This is the kind of book thats so dumb and stupid you keep reading to find out how dumb it could get its so cringe but not in the ‘ew gross second hand embarrassment ‘ way but in a ‘ so cheesy and predictable ‘ way
This book had every single dark romance trope with no plot and so much cringe but i was mildly entertained
November 5, 2025
The idea had so much potential, but the execution didn’t deliver. Everything felt rushed and too fast. I didn’t really understand his obsession. A stalker is supposed to actually stalk for a while, not one chapter and then reveal himself. He immediately forced his obsession on her, and honestly, I just didn’t get it or like it.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
May 26, 2025
Is stalking my new kink…? Possibly, but now one does it better than Damien. Even though this was a short novel, he did it perfectly. 4 stars because I wanted more spice lol. What can I say??
🌶️ Rating: 3/5
🌶️ Rating: 3/5
September 1, 2025
STALKERS
From the first this book could of went one of a few ways. It could been extremely boring and maybe cliche or great or absolutely fantastic.
I thought is was going to be the former and I was pleasantly surprised and that is a good thing.
From the first this book could of went one of a few ways. It could been extremely boring and maybe cliche or great or absolutely fantastic.
I thought is was going to be the former and I was pleasantly surprised and that is a good thing.
November 5, 2025
***3.5 stars
Loved the cult-escape premise and Amelia’s journey from sheltered and scared to brave and self-assured. Damien’s instant, obsessive devotion won’t be for everyone, but his unhinged loyalty totally worked here and matched the dark tone. A wild, strange, sweet-meets-sinister ride.
Loved the cult-escape premise and Amelia’s journey from sheltered and scared to brave and self-assured. Damien’s instant, obsessive devotion won’t be for everyone, but his unhinged loyalty totally worked here and matched the dark tone. A wild, strange, sweet-meets-sinister ride.
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