Random Acts: A Paranormal Noncon Stalker Story

Never give clothes to one of the fae: it's a lesson I learned too late when I gave a scarf to a coatless stranger on the subway. He insists we’re married now. I insist he’s off his meds. But he won't go away, running into me throughout the city, ravishing me in my dreams... They must be dreams. It's when I start dating that I learn just how far my stalker will go to assert his "marital rights."