Phantom (Cat and Mouse, #0)

by H.D. Carlton

With the black siding and gargoyles poised on top of the roof, it looks like it came straight out of the Dracula film. Houses like these just don’t exist in this city, yet here I stand.

I’m not only riveted by her. I’m possessed by a need to have her. And she must be mine.

She plagues my mind, infecting it like a parasite and overriding any autonomy over myself. My free will is indebted to her, and without her, I am nothing.

For the first time in sixteen years, I feel . . . free.