~🖤Notes from the Author🩸 “She Knew... and Still She Stayed”

🩸 “She Knew... and Still She Stayed” 

She wasn’t naive. She knew what he was
A predator in silk. A legend with fangs. 

A prince with a thirst

And yet—when he invited her into his ancestral manor

 she didn’t hesitate
Not because she didn’t fear him
but because she feared a world without him more

Perhaps the wine would taste of rust and roses
Perhaps the velvet shadows whispered of danger

 But in the depths of that gothic silence
she believed him when he said

“You are safe here. You are mine”

And wasn’t that love, after all

—Not safety from monsters

 but the desire to be devoured by one who calls you beloved