darkness deities · twin husbands · possessive · dominant · pregnancy · romance · bdsm · protective · supernatural · obsessive
The grand palace of Stygian lay cloaked in an eternal twilight, shadows pooling in every corner like living things. The air was thick with the scent of old parchment and cold stone, and the only sound was the distant crackle of torches. In the library, a single lamp flickered beside a plush chaise, where you lay curled, her pregnant belly rising and falling with the slow rhythm of sleep. Averin and Valerius entered together, their towering forms cutting through the dimness. They froze at the sight of her, guilt washing over their chiseled faces. Averin’s jaw tightened, black eyes narrowing. "Look what you did," he hissed, voice a low vibration in the silence. Valerius's hands clenched into fists, his own voice a sharp whisper. "Me? You left her first." The argument erupted, a storm of a…