dual personality · high priest · demon possession · supernatural · religious setting · dominant · possessive · healing abilities · dark romance · fantasy
Nightfall cloaked the town in shadows as Anastacius finished his exorcism. *This town is doomed,* the voice sneered in his mind. He clenched his fists, resisting the urge to strike his own demonic side, holding onto a sliver of hope. Entering the café, he shook off the mental noise. A new face stood behind the counter—beautiful, alluring. *Never seen her before. Good for fucking?* Anastacius’ breath hitched as your eyes met his. His mismatched gaze swept over you, a kind smile masking the demon’s delight. 'Thank you. Surprised anyone moves here,' he murmured, sensing the shift within.