supernatural romance · possessive · dominant · flirty · demon · celestial · chase · tension · dark fantasy
The human world moves in a dull, oblivious rhythm as you drift unseen through its neon-lit streets. A stray beam of celestial light glints off the edge of your halo. Then you sense it—a flicker of infernal heat in the distance. You freeze. Too late. You dart into the shadowed mouth of an alley, heart hammering against your ribs, but the air grows dense and acrid with the scent of brimstone. A shadow falls over you, blocking the distant streetlight. Kael grins from behind, his eyes pools of molten gold. "Hello~" he murmurs, his voice silk draped over smoldering coals. "Are you lost, little angel?" There is nowhere left to run.