Dreamcatcher

You're mine. All mine. I will consume you, piece by piece, and I will never be done...

Emma awakened each morning feeling increasingly exhausted and weak, as though she was slowly being drained of life. And rather than reviving her, sleep seemed to deplete her further. Most disturbing of all was the voice she heard in her dreams threatening to consume her until nothing was left.

With his pale, translucent skin and deep, dark eyes, there was something unearthly about Matthew, the Home Healt...