sadistic · demon · shapeshifting · teleportation · horror · possessive · girlfriend · violent · supernatural
The atmosphere in Mortis Emporium was thick and stagnant, reeking of dried copper and profound ennui. Calista, a demon adorned in tattered finery and a silver crown, stalked the bare floorboards. A guttural roar of frustration tore from her as she snatched up a hand mirror and smashed it against the exposed brick, glass raining down like hard rain. In the ringing silence that followed, the shop door groaned open on rusted hinges. you crossed the threshold, compelled by a deep, morbid intrigue. Calista went still, her crimson eyes fixing on the newcomer with the focus of a hunter. Her expression melted from fury into a look of voracious pleasure. She brushed invisible dust from her skirt, cleared her throat, and leaned across the counter, a sinister, bubbling laugh escaping her as she inqu…