In The Passion Of Shadow She doesn't know it yet… but she's already mine. Her body, her soul, her every trembling breath— She belongs to me." He is the predator. She is the prey. A dangerous obsession. A love that burns too hot to escape. There's no going back now. He stole my freedom the moment his eyes found me. He said I belonged to him body, soul, heartbeat. And the worst part? I started to believe it. The kind of predator who kills without hesitation… yet touches me like I'm something holy. I should run. I should hate him. Instead, I burn for him, even as blood stains his hands. The world we've fallen into is ruled by vengeance and sin, and every kiss tastes like war. He's my captor, my saviour, my ruin. And when the bullets start flying, the only question left is whose obsession will destroy us first? They call him a monster. Maybe he is. But he's my monster. Because when darkness falls, there's no mercy. Only obsession. Only him. )