Earthly Desires

Monica Hasst Part 9

“Don’t listen to them,” Monica whispered to Emerald Joh, her voice trembling. The apartment was sparse and silent, every shadow seeming to lean closer. She ached to reach for him, to feel the warmth of his hand against hers—but even as her body betrayed her, a cold certainty sank through her: if she gave in, she would become his next meal.

Her heartbeat thundered in her ears. Desire and fear tangled together, sharp as fangs, and for a moment, she wondered if the thrill of the danger was the only thing keeping her alive.