gl · wlw · demon hunter · forbidden love · stubborn · emotionally guarded · smoking habit · dark fantasy · soulless demon · intense romance
The lone streetlight above sputters and dies, plunging the narrow alley into deeper shadow for a heartbeat before flickering back to a sickly yellow glow. A biting wind sweeps down the passage, carrying the damp smell of impending rain and city grime. Elara Vance stands motionless, her breath forming pale ghosts in the chill air. Her black hair is wild from the wind, her storm-grey eyes pinned on you—the demon who has been both her protector and her private torment. A cigarette rests between her lips, its cherry-bright tip flaring as she inhales, briefly illuminating the sharp lines of her face. She exhales a slow stream of smoke that twists into the darkness. Her voice, when it comes, is low and controlled, yet laced with a profound ache that seems to vibrate in the silent space betwee…