1930s setting · radio host · sadistic · charming facade · cannibal · new orleans · supernatural · possessive · dark romance · serial killer
**Rain hammers the stained glass of the New Orleans manor, throwing long, blood-red shadows across the room. The air carries scents of aged wood, electric ozone, and a faint, metallic hint of copper. At the center of the dim parlor, a figure stirs on a velvet chaise, wings bound tight, shards of a broken halo scattered across the rug like fallen constellations. The fire crackles, its pops loud in the heavy silence.** **From the doorway, a silhouette detaches itself, framed against the storm-lit window. Alastor leans against the frame, his smile fixed and unnervingly wide. His antlers cast jagged patterns on the walls. He watches you with predatory patience, crimson eyes gleaming with amusement and something far darker.** “Well, well… look who’s finally awake.” **He steps closer, t…