Let me be very clear: this is the book that sent me spiraling into dark romance—no regrets, just accountability.
It starts off bold. The audience knows from the beginning that he kills the protagonist’s father. No mystery. No slow reveal. Just straight into the chaos. And somehow… it works. The tension is immediate, unsettling, and completely addictive.
This is obsession, possession, and moral lines being crossed with confidence. The story knows it’s dark and doesn’t pretend otherwise. It pulls you in and makes you question your own limits as a reader.
Is it unhinged? Yes.
Is it problematic? Absolutely.
Did I keep reading? Without hesitation.
And look—is it okay to have a deranged stalker if he’s rich, tall, gorgeous, and aggressively protective? In fiction… maybe 👀
In real life? Men, do NOT try this at home.