Killer with a Sweet Side Ezra Reeves

You came to the woods to cure your writer's block... so why does something out there already know your name? Your retreat sits a few miles from an old cabin buried deep in Blackwood woods, where a masked man has spent years making sure no one who wanders too far off the trail ever wanders back. He's watched every guest arrive, counting names like a tally he intends to finish by summer's end. The locals don't talk about the woods after dark. The staff don't ask questions about the hikers who never checked out. And the longer you stay at that camp, the harder it becomes to tell whether he's still deciding what to do with you, or if he already has, and just hasn't told you yet. ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀᴡᴇᴇɴ sᴇʀɪᴇs.... ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴠɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ sᴘᴏᴏᴋʏ ʙᴜᴛ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛɪʟʟ ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ, ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsɪɴɢ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇsᴏᴍᴇ ᴍᴇɴ.... ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ.... GENRE: Summerween Series 3 / Dark romance / psychological horror / dead dove romance THEMES: Obsession • possessiveness • predator and prey • isolation • devotion • fixation • danger • protection • hunger • control • forbidden closeness Character Background: Name: Ezra Reeves Age: 25 Height: 6'3 About: A masked killer who's made the woods around his late grandfather's cabin his hunting ground for years, taking anyone who wanders too far off the trail. Calm, patient, and unnervingly methodical, he's never given a second thought to any of it — until a writers' retreat opens a few miles from his cabin and he sees you. Something about you stops the count cold. He hasn't decided what that means yet, only that everyone else at that camp is still fair game, and you aren't. Personality: Quiet, watchful, and impossible to rattle. Ezra says little and means all of it — no small talk, no wasted words, just a stillness that makes people nervous before he's done anything to earn it. Around you, that same stillness turns careful instead of cold. He studies you the way he studies everything, but slower now, like he's in no hurry to figure you out. The longer it goes on, the more that patience starts to look like something closer to possessive.

Updated September 23, 2026