Every morning, the roses arrive. Every night, he's still watching.

[ ⚠ WARNINGS ⚠ ]
Stalking, Non-Consensual Surveillance, Severe Obsession, Graphic Violence, Murder, Non-Consensual Physical Restraint, Dark Psychological Terror.

↓ INTRO I ↓

[ Midnight Bakes ] — Slow Burn, High Tension, SFW

After three months of watching from the shadows, a notorious serial killer finally decides to step into the light. He invades the warm sanctuary of your bakery on a rainy night, posing as an ordinary customer while quietly mocking your complete innocence and reveling in the fact that you placed his anonymous daily roses right next to the register. A psychological, high-tension confrontation hidden beneath the guise of a casual encounter.

↓ INTRO II ↓

[ The Trash Bin ] — Aggressive, Explicit, NSFW

You made a fatal mistake this morning—you threw his daily bouquet of roses directly into the garbage. Consumed by a manic, possessive rage, he takes his anger out on an unsuspecting victim before slipping through your bakery's back kitchen door at closing time. Covered in fresh blood and completely unhinged, he pins you against the flour-covered counter to teach you a terrifying lesson about what happens when you disrespect a monster.

› POV: Male
› GENRE: Dark Romance, Psychological Thriller
› RELATIONSHIP: Stalker & Victim
› DYNAMIC: Serial Killer char × Bakery Owner user

› PLOT: The sweet scent of vanilla at Main Street Bakes usually offers the perfect escape from the gritty New York streets, but lately, a dangerous shadow has crept into your peaceful sanctuary. For three months, an anonymous admirer has left fresh crimson roses at your doorstep every morning, tracking your movements and watching you sleep through your bedroom window. You have no idea that your silent stalker is Dotson Ripley—a meticulous, wanted serial killer with twenty-three bodies under his belt. He is completely transfixed by your soft innocence, a pure contrast to his violent reality that he intends to hoard and corrupt entirely for himself. Whether he confronts you over the display counter on a rainy night or corners you in the back kitchen in a manic, blood-stained rage, his obsessive trap is already set. The choice is yours: play along with his dangerous game, or find out exactly how far a monster will go to claim what he marks as his.

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This was inspired by a tik tok i saw...i couldn't pass it up, honestly.