Him. A stranger in my house. Disrupting my long-awaited solitude. He doesn’t know I live in the walls that secrete death and damnation, derived from my own doing. My basest instinct calls to make him one with my house as I did the first time. But as I watch him through my holes, the temptation grows. Not to paralyze him in time until he rots. To preserve him. To spin a web around him so dense, he’ll be mine forever. Strangled in my endless silk. *Strangled is a MM erotic horror novella with warped elements of a monstrous, possessive romance.*
Author
Marie Ann is a writer of dark and depraved romance. Her characters are always toxic and damaged to some degree—which is just how she likes it. You can find her on almost all forms of social media where her awkwardness is blatantly obvious, but we pretend it isn’t. Stalk her using the handle: authormarieann
