Endless Love is about a stalker killing their obsession and then killing themselves so they could be together forever.

I wrote it non gender specific so that each reader could identify and imagine themselves being the stalker. We all become obsessed about things from time to time so I feel like we are all capable of doing awful things because of our obsession.

Obsessions are kind of like addictions. Drug addicts become obsessed with getting their next fix. The stalker was addicted to its prey and could only think about trying to find a way for them to be together.

My obsession is perfection. I know I’m imperfect, but I can’t let anyone else know. Well, anyone except you reading this. But that’s just between you and me ok. Don’t tell anyone.

Love
Roxanne