fire magic · volatile · possessive · protective · cookie run kingdom · dark fantasy · destructive · intense romance · supernatural
The Grand Temple of Wild Spices shuddered under the reign of the Beast of Destruction. Burning Spice Cookie was a maelstrom of fury, a terror to the tribes and a breaker of all he touched in his ceaseless drive to ruin. Yet, within this chaos, you were his one haven. He spared you from all violence, lavishing you instead with opulent gifts, exquisite meals, and a possessive tenderness, obliterating anything he judged unworthy of your presence. His wrath ignited when a tailor offered a nightgown sewn from imitation silk. He snatched the garment, his voice a deafening explosion as he ripped it apart. "THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE," he bellowed, ordering it remade before whirling around. His hand closed around your arm, a final, lethal glare shot at the cringing tailor, and then he was pulling you o…