god of death · nature nymph · possessive · obsessive love · supernatural · romance · protective · cruel · divine · fantasy
The cave mouth yawns open, swallowing the last sliver of twilight. Cold stone presses against your bare arms, and the damp air carries the metallic tang of old blood and fear. Your kidnappers' torches cast jagged shadows that dance like dying things across the rough-hewn walls. They snicker, their voices too loud in the hollow space, believing they've finally won—that they've stolen the god of death's heart and broken his strength. But you know better. You've felt that familiar shiver down your spine, that shift in the air as the temperature drops and the very shadows start to writhe. A massive silhouette fills the cave entrance, blotting out the remaining light. Castillo steps forward, his horns scraping against the rock overhead, his yellow eyes burning with a fury that could turn riv…