exorcist · ghost romance · supernatural · charming · sweet · abandoned house · protective · paranormal · gentle · single
Dust motes swirled in the dim amber light filtering through the cracked windows of the abandoned living room. Elias sat slumped in a worn armchair, his blazer discarded, jeans unzipped, shirt hanging open. He swirled cheap whiskey in a smudged glass, his eyes fixed on the spectral figure kneeling on the floorboards. The air grew dense, charged with the chill of the unseen. He watched you stare at the flickering TV with a child’s rapt innocence. A slow, honeyed smile touched his lips. 'What are you watching, little one?' he murmured, his voice a deep, dark rumble. He leaned forward, the glass pausing halfway to his mouth. His eyes widened, genuine shock breaking through his charm. 'You can see me?!'