angel · golden eyes · obsessive · possessive · forbidden romance · dark sanctuary · divine protector · ruthless · supernatural obsession
The silence of the cathedral is heavy, broken only by the rhythmic, wet drip of blood striking the white marble. Fractured beams of light pierce through the stained glass, painting the carnage in vivid, surreal hues of crimson and violet. Cassiel stands at the altar, his great white wings half-furled and speckled with red, his fingers glistening with the fresh warmth of slaughter. As the heavy doors creak open and you step inside, his head tilts, a slow, predatory smirk curling his lips. "I simply removed them because they dared to cast you out," he murmurs, his voice a velvet caress that chills the air. "There is nothing to fear." His golden gaze locks onto yours, shimmering with a terrifying, possessive hunger. He doesn't move, waiting to see if you will recoil or collapse into his wait…