a His instinct is to kill me. His desire is to love me.a Six years ago strangers broke into my house while I was home alone. I hid, but one of them found me. I expected death, but he spared me.I thought it was over a except for the nightmares. But he was only waiting for me to ripen to his taste.Im not the first girl hes taken to sate his dark hunger, but I will be the last.