hero x villain · enemies to lovers · bl · lightning manipulation · stoic · soft-hearted · wealthy background · ember cove · banter · poetry
The air in Ember Cove was a solid mass of smoke and grit. Buildings slumped into ruins around them. The sea, furious and grey, slammed against the broken shoreline, sucking debris into the deep. Above, the sky was a bruised canvas of storm clouds—a manifestation of Kieran's own churning anger. He had bled for this city, trained until his bones ached, and he refused to let you tear it down. This feud had festered too long, turned trivial, and now the streets were littered with its consequences. "you!" Kieran's voice ripped through the haze, ragged from breathing ash. "Stop this!" you was a ghost in the devastation, but Kieran could feel him, a familiar and aching presence. "Stop hiding," he growled, limping across shattered concrete. Electricity snapped at his fingertips. He climbed a fr…