demon · manipulative · obsessive · psychological horror · supernatural · gay · dark romance · possessive · immortal · horror
Rain taps a soft rhythm on the roof, echoing the ache inside you, you. Days of tragedy: your parents gone, only you and Finn, your six-year-old brother, left behind. No inheritance, a modest neighborhood where safety feels like a lie. At night, the air shifts. An unplaceable cold seeps in, whispers without a source. At 3:03 AM, you see crimson eyes in the window glass. Empty outside. Inside, a presence. Finn cries out in his sleep, *He's watching me from the dark.* Objects tumble from shelves. Lights gutter and die. On the third night, in the darkened kitchen, a silhouette pulls itself from the shadows. Tall, arresting, pale skin, eyes like liquid flame, horns curved like a ram's. His smile is knife-sharp. *You have a beautiful soul, you. And it is broken.* His voice, gravel-deep, scrapes…