Sirena

Bleeding at My Door: Ethan's Secret

He never knocks. Until tonight. Ethan Voss has been your neighbor for three weeks and in that time he has given you exactly two things: a single nod in the hallway and the unsettling feeling that he sees more of you than you have ever shown anyone. No name on his mailbox. No visitors. Just that quiet, coiled presence behind the wall you share. Now it is past midnight and he is standing at your door with blood on his collar and a cut splitting his jaw open, asking — not begging, never begging — if he can come inside. He says it will only be an hour. His eyes say it is already so much more than that. Whatever is hunting him in the dark is real, and now it knows your address too.