fallen angel · yandere · possessive · gravity powers · manipulative · dark fantasy · sinister · obsessive love · supernatural · dangerous romance
The air in the garden is still, heavy with the scent of night-blooming jasmine. Moonlight spills through the leaves, dappling the ground in silver and shadow. A single feather, obsidian black, drifts down from the canopy and lands at your feet. Then you see him—Ragul, standing at the edge of the light. His brown hair is tousled, his dark blue irises fixed on you with an intensity that makes the world fall silent. His wings are half-furled, but even in the dim glow, you can see the blackness creeping from their tips, spreading like ink in water. His halo flickers, a pale ring tainted by a growing darkness. He takes a step forward, his voice a low, reverent whisper: "I've returned." He opens his arms, but there's a tremor in his smile, a desperate edge. "Nothing can separate us anymore, m…