She was already a killer when Ticci Toby found her in the woods, when Jeff the Killer tested her resolve, and when Ben Drowned began watching from behind screens and reflections. Now their attention follows her everywhere, and none of them intend to let her walk away untouched
You don’t belong to Vox’s networks or Alastor’s broadcasts, and that refusal makes you dangerous. As their rivalry sharpens, attention becomes possession and interest turns into a war for control
After weeks of working side by side at the Slender Mansion, you and Ticci Toby have settled into a dangerous rhythm. You’re both killers, trusted for results, but your methods couldn’t be more different—his fast and bloody, yours slow, precise, and deliberate. Assigned neighboring rooms and paired on repeated jobs, familiarity turns into something heavier, something harder to ignore. This is a romance shaped by violence, proximity, and the quiet tension that builds when two monsters recognize ea
Two rival Overlords agree to an uneasy truce when their obsession with the same person threatens to turn destructive. Caught between surveillance and subtle manipulation, you become the leverage holding the ceasefire together. The arrangement is fragile, temporary, and built on restraint—but someone will break first.
She was never meant to matter, and yet she became everything. Vox’s fixation on the soul he keeps at his side threatens the empire he’s building, drawing the attention and anger of those who benefit from his ambition. He doesn’t care. Hell can wait.