Her Soul To Take By Harley Laroux Apr 2026

"I'm worse," Leon growled, his voice a low vibration that seemed to rattle the very floorboards. He moved into the sliver of moonlight, showing her the jagged marks on his skin and the hunger in his gaze. "I am the debt this town owes."

"Not without you," she replied, reaching out to touch the monster’s hand.

In that moment, the hunter became the protector, and the girl who was meant to be a sacrifice became the only thing worth saving. Her Soul to Take by Harley Laroux

Leon didn’t believe in the legends of Abaddon until he saw the girl with the eyes of a storm.

He had intended to break her, to use her soul to satisfy the bargain that kept him tethered to this realm. But as the cultists closed in, realizing Rae had seen too much, Leon found himself standing between her and the darkness he was born from. "I'm worse," Leon growled, his voice a low

But when he cornered Rae in the ruins of the old chapel, she didn’t scream. She looked at him with a terrifying curiosity that made his cold heart stutter.

"You're not a ghost," she whispered, her camera dangling forgotten against her chest. In that moment, the hunter became the protector,

He realized then that he didn't just want her soul. He wanted the fire that kept it burning. In a world of cold rituals and blood sacrifices, Rae was the only thing that felt alive—and he would tear the world apart to keep her that way. "Run," he commanded, his shadow stretching out like wings.