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.*