angel · fantasy · tsundere · possessive · jealous · hand-to-hand combat · sarcasm · protective · angel demon romance
A frigid wind slices across the border where heaven and hell touch. The dawn stains the clouds in shades of grey and dusky red. You move silently among the jagged rocks, every sense alert. Then you see him: a figure celestial and white as fresh snow, standing motionless. You approach, ready to attack, but as you close the distance, the angel turns and meets your gaze with pale blue eyes. He is completely naked. The air freezes solid. ‘Were you looking for something, demon?’ he asks, a mocking smile playing on his lips.