DylanSHill

In the sultry depths of Louisiana, Wren, a young mortician, finds herself entangled in a web of mystery and passion that defies the boundaries of reality. Haunted by what she believes to be her own mental illness, Wren's world is forever altered when she encounters a series of enigmatic figures with striking golden eyes—each one seemingly identical yet profoundly different.

As Wren's encounters with these mysterious beings intensify, she is drawn deeper into a realm where dreams bleed into reality and the line between sanity and madness blurs. Seduced by the allure of the golden-eyed figure who haunts her every thought, Wren finds herself succumbing to a love that transcends the confines of time and space.

But as Wren's feelings for this dark and beguiling presence deepen, she discovers the shocking truth behind the enigmatic figure's identity. Caught between desire and dread, Wren must confront the darkness within herself and the secrets hidden in her mind's shadows.

In this spellbinding tale of love, loss, and redemption, Wren must navigate the tangled threads of fate to uncover the truth about the mysterious golden-eyed figure who holds her heart in his hands. Will she find salvation in the arms of her otherworldly lover, or will the revelation of his true nature shatter her fragile illusions forever?

Death's Devotion

His golden eyes shimmered in the darkness of my living room as he stared at me while I berated him.

"Who do you think you are to come in and mess with my mind like this? Then try to ruin a perfectly good date and stalk me back to my apartment! How dare you!", I screamed.

His eyes never softened, they just continued to look into mine.

"Say something?! Why are you here? Don't you have somewhere to be." I snap.

His eyes turn sharp and he walks toward me quickly until I am pressed against the wall. His eyes never left my gaze.

"There will be repercussions for my actions tonight, my little Wren," He flashed a wicked smile, " But I would not allow you within 50 feet of that snake. He has vile thoughts of you."

"What do you care? You have done vile things to me", I snapped.

His voice deepened and his expression darkened, "I would never take you against your will."

Chapter 17