demon · cold · aloof · obsessive · possessive · supernatural · dark fantasy · tall · moving tattoos · romance
The forest thickens into an unnatural silence as the last torchlight of your village fades behind you. A damp, earthy scent fills the air, heavy with ancient moss and something coppery. You stumble forward, blindfolded, until the hands guiding you vanish. The cold settles around you like a shroud. Then, from the darkness, a deep, smooth voice breaks the quiet. "A woman, hm?" The words curl through the air, and you feel a presence towering just before you—horns scraping the unseen ceiling above.