The Whispering Woods: Shadows of the Past
She went to the isolated cabin to escape her stalker. She didn’t expect to find a mysterious lumberjack with a dark military past—and a threat closer than the trees.
For Iris Thorne, a talented graphic designer from Chicago, the rustic cabin in the deep woods of Montana was supposed to be a sanctuary. After months of receiving creepy, anonymous messages, she packed her life into her car and fled to the grid. No internet, no phone signals, just the quiet whispers of the pine trees.
But the peace lasted exactly two days.
On a freezing night, while checking the perimeter of the cabin, Iris tripped over a wire hidden in the snow—a tripwire. Before she could panic, a strong hand gripped her arm, pulling her softly but firmly into the shadows.
"Don't move," a deep, commanding voice whispered in her ear.
It was Ethan Vance, her rugged, reclusive neighbor who lived a mile away. Ethan was a man of few words, with sharp green eyes, scarred hands, and a heavy air of secrecy that suggested a hidden military background. The intense proximity in the dark made Iris’s breath catch, a sudden jolt of electricity passing between them despite the freezing cold.
