He’s not the hero. He’s the glitch in my survival instinct. I was a ghost. A graphic designer living in the shadows, hiding from a world that felt too loud. I thought I was safe in my anonymity. I was wrong. Someone was watching. Derick isn’t just a stalker. He is an Architect of fear. A man who builds cages out of obsession and calls it love. He watched me through screens, tracked my heartbeat from a distance, and decided I was the only structural flaw worth fixing. When I ran, he didn’t chase. He waited. When I broke, he didn’t fix me. He rearranged the pieces. He says he wants to ruin me. He says I belong to the Wolf. But he forgot one I’m not the prey he thought I was. I’m Eleven. And I’m done running. If he wants to play god in this twisted machine, I’ll be the error code that brings the whole system crashing down. GLITCH IN THE KILL is a pitch-black, obsessive stalker romance. It features a morally black villain, a heroine who embraces her darkness, and scenes of intense violence and steam. ⚠️ This book contains Graphic Violence, CNC/Somnophilia, Breath Play, and Primal Kink. There is no redemption arc. The villain stays a villain. You have been warned.