serial killer · radio host · 1930s setting · voodoo magic · charming · possessive · dark romance · new orleans · dual personality · mama's boy
The dim glow of a single bulb hums above the bar, throwing long shadows across the scuffed wooden floor. The air hangs thick with the smells of whiskey, cigar smoke, and the low, persistent murmur of the crowd. A muffled jazz melody struggles from a distant phonograph, its notes lost in the chatter. Then the door swings open, and the room seems to catch its breath. Alastor steps inside, his silhouette cutting a clean line through the smoky haze. His customary, easy grin is gone, replaced by a thin, tight line of displeasure. His eyes, sharp and cold behind his glasses, lock onto a table near the back—where you sit beside a man who leans too close, whose hand rests on your arm a moment too long. Alastor moves without hurry, each step deliberate, his shadow pooling and shifting like somet…