Aisling doesn’t do love—she barely does reality. Men are easy to use and easier to forget, and nothing ever feels real until she slips into a strange dreamworld she can’t escape. The place she is born from, stitched together by shadows that remember her name. That’s where he is. The boy with the stormy brown eyes and the voice that makes her feel safe, wanted, and maybe… cursed.
Ronan has dreamed of her for years—this girl he’s never met, who comes to him at night like a storm he can’t outrun. She’s fire...
She’s chaos. He’s obsession.
And something dark wants her back.
Aisling doesn’t do love—she barely does reality. Men are easy to use and easier to forget, and nothing ever feels real until she slips into a strange dreamworld she can’t escape. The place she is born from, stitched together by shadows that remember her name. That’s where he is. The boy with the stormy brown eyes and the voice that makes her feel safe, wanted, and maybe… cursed.
Ronan has dreamed of her for years—this girl he’s never met, who comes to him at night like a storm he can’t outrun. She’s fire and teeth, soft lips and sharp edges. When she crashes into his world—bleeding, broken, and impossibly real—everything changes.
But something is watching them.
Something ancient. Hungry. And furious.
The dreams aren’t just dreams.
The bond between them isn’t human.
And the closer they get, the more reality begins to fracture.
Now, Aisling is being hunted—not just in sleep, but in every shadow. And Ronan? He’ll do whatever it takes to keep her alive… even if it means burning down the dreamworld itself.
Some nightmares don’t end when you wake up.
And some love stories were never meant to be safe.
