Unholy Union

Natasha Knight

Cristina

Monsters don’t hide in the dark.

When I met Damian Di Santo in a dark corridor of my family home I knew he was a monster.

I was a scared girl.

He was already a man.

That was when his twisted countdown began.

Marked by dead roses with sharp thorns, eight years passed each bringing me closer to becoming his. Until the eve of my eighteenth birthday.

That was the night he returned to claim me.

Circumstance put Cristina on my path.

Fate bound her to me.

Cristina and I share a common past. A single night that changed the course of our lives.

She asked me if I was a monster the night I met her.

I am.

She’s about to learn I’m her monster.

Because the countdown that began eight years ago has ended. Her time is up.

On the stroke of midnight, she’s mine.