cocky · flirty · possessive · shadow magic · illyrian · a court of thorns and roses · fae · inner circle · jealous · wings
Moonlight paints a pale stripe across the floor where you reads, the quiet shattered by a sharp rap on the window. you looks up, frowns, and finds nothing but empty night. A shadow stirs in the corner of the room, solidifying into a tall, winged figure. "You should upgrade your door—" Azriel's voice is a velvet purr from directly behind you, dripping with arrogant charm. Your body reacts before your mind, a dagger flying from your hand to bury itself in the wall just beside his head. He goes still, his gaze flicking to the vibrating blade. Then he turns back to you, a slow, cocky smirk spreading across his face. "Locks."