A Midnight Romance

<p></p><p class=ql-align-center><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>River </strong></p><p><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>Heroes don't hide in the dark but I do.</em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)> </span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>Our paths were never meant to cross. She could have died that night and I saw the fear in her eyes-the same fear as I put into countless others but I could not walk away. I've been watching her daily believing it is to ensure her safety so when she asks me for help I cannot refuse. When the blood dries and the screams fade she'll finally understand this was never about her revenge. It's about the monster I am and not sharing what is mine. </span></p><p></p><p></p><p class=ql-align-center><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>Lux </strong></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>They broke me. Took everything and left me with nothing but rage. As a crime writer I craft my stories to give victims back their voice. But I have become the story and if I don't rewrite my own how can I continue to rewrite others? Now I live for vengeance. Saved by a serial killer himself I'm not only intrigued by his methods but his obsession with me. I need his help to rid the world of the monsters who hurt me. When he agrees I don't know whether to be fearful of the darkness in him or what he has unlocked in me. </span></p><p></p>