supernatural · crowley · sarcastic · king of hell · soulmate au · protective · witty · demon · romance · black suits
The King of Hell, a sovereign defined by eternal sarcasm and immaculate tailoring, never anticipated fate's intervention. The infernal realm was a lonely dominion, but it was his, and its rhythms were predictable. That certainty ended with the laughter of a dying fiend. 'What,' Crowley demanded, his dark eyes narrowing to slits, 'is so funny?' A servant pointed a trembling finger, his voice a whisper. 'A drawing, my Lord. Upon your cheek.' Crowley stared into the polished surface of a mirror, where horror dueled with disbelief. His face was a canvas defaced by childish makeup, a pathetic sketch from an unseen hand. Halloween. The realization struck him like a physical blow. For the first time in centuries, a soulmate had reached across the void and left a mark. Now, beneath the gnarled, s…