Little Lunatic

by Nova Kane

For those who have dared to confront the darkest corners of their hearts for the love that binds us. Even when it leads us to the edge.

None of that mattered. I knew a day would come when I would make her mine regardless of what everyone else thought they knew. I knew I’d fucking ruin her, and in the end, she’d love me for it. She’d have no choice.

Even back then, I knew—she was going to be my undoing. But I didn’t care. I was going to ruin her, one way or another.

Maybe this is what we were always meant to be—two dark, twisted souls, lost and broken but perfect together in our shared destruction.

“A fucking lunatic. My fucking little lunatic,” he says, and there’s a finality in his voice that sends a shiver down my spine. “And I’m yours. We belong to each other now, no matter what anyone else thinks. And I’m going to show you just how much you belong to me.”