Confessional Sins A Dark Stalker Romance – Tatiana Creed

“Your worst was impressive. Don’t undersell it.” The comment makes me smile despite the nerves. Kieran understands that my worst—watching Torres die, finding Natalia’s remains, processing nine years of grief in a single night—was also a moment of strength rather than weakness. We walk to his car in comfortable enough silence, him opening the passenger door with the kind of casual courtesy that suggests manners are a habit rather than a performance.

The interior is exactly what I’d expect— clean, organized, expensive enough to suggest success without being ostentatious. “Where are we going?” I ask as he pulls into traffic. “Italian place in Capitol Hill. Small, relatively unknown, good food without being pretentious about it. Figured we’ve had enough intensity lately that dinner should be as uncomplicated as possible.” “Uncomplicated.

That’s an interesting goal for us.” “It is. But I’m choosing optimism over realism tonight.” He glances at me while stopped at a red light. “How are you holding up? With Natalia’s funeral planning and family obligations?” “Exhausted. Everyone keeps asking how I’m doing, and I have to perform grief that’s simultaneously genuine and manufactured.

I’m devastated she’s dead, but I’m not devastated about how I found out. Which makes every conversation complicated.” “You’re grieving what was lost while being grateful for closure. Those things can coexist.” “Rationally, yes. Emotionally, it’s messier.” I watch the city pass through the window, processing how strange it is to be having this conversation while dressed for a date.

“My mother asked me to speak at the funeral. Which means finding words that honor Natalia without revealing that I know exactly who killed her and watched him die for it.” “You’ll find the words. You’re good at compartmentalizing when necessary.” “Is that a compliment or concern?” “Both. It’s what makes you capable of this work. But it’s also what makes you isolated in ways that become unsustainable.” The observation is too accurate. I’ve been compartmentalizing for years—separating Eva who researches violence from Eva who lives a normal life, Eva who understands darkness from Eva who performs appropriate horror.

Copyright © 2026 by Tatiana Creed. All rights reserved. This copy is intended for the original purchaser of the book only. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form, including recording, without prior written permission from the publisher, except for brief quotations in a book review. 1kitap1.com/en Contents PROLOGUE – KIERAN CHAPTER 1 – KIERAN CHAPTER 2 – EVA CHAPTER 3 – KIERAN CHAPTER 4 – EVA CHAPTER 5 – KIERAN CHAPTER 6 – EVA CHAPTER 7 – KIERAN CHAPTER 8 – EVA CHAPTER 9 – KIERAN CHAPTER 10 – EVA CHAPTER 11 – KIERAN CHAPTER 12 – EVA CHAPTER 13 – KIERAN CHAPTER 14 – EVA CHAPTER 15 – KIERAN CHAPTER 16 – EVA CHAPTER 17 – KIERAN CHAPTER 18 – EVA CHAPTER 19 – KIERAN CHAPTER 20 – EVA CHAPTER 21 – KIERAN CHAPTER 22 – EVA CHAPTER 23 – KIERAN CHAPTER 24 – EVA CHAPTER 25 – KIERAN CHAPTER 26 – EVA CHAPTER 27 – KIERAN CHAPTER 28 – EVA CHAPTER 29 – KIERAN CHAPTER 30 – EVA EPILOGUE – EVA 1kitap1.com/en PROLOGUE – KIERAN The child killer sits across from me, smiling.

Not the practiced smile of someone trying to appear remorseful— the genuine article. He’s pleased with himself. Proud, even. Marcus Holt, thirty-four, elementary school teacher, murdered six children over eighteen months. They found the bodies three weeks ago, buried in his mother’s garden. She’d been dead for two years. He’d kept watering her roses.

“Do you think I’m sick, Dr. Ashmore?” He leans forward, elbows on the metal table between us. The handcuffs clink against the surface. “That’s what everyone keeps asking. Like if I’m sick, it means I couldn’t help it. Like it wasn’t a choice.” I tilt my head, study him with the detached interest I’ve perfected over seven years of evaluating monsters.

“What do you think?” “I think people want easy answers.” His smile widens. “Sick means treatable. Sick means it’s not really evil, just broken wiring. Makes them feel safer, you know?

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