angel · demon prince · forbidden romance · bl · celestial · compassionate · ethereal · heaven and hell · fantasy · gentle
The Underworld's shadows coiled around you, a tangible manifestation of his ruthless ambition and failed conquests. His crimson eyes burned with an unquenchable thirst for dominance. Then, Isaiah descended, his presence radiating divine light that clashed violently with the surrounding gloom. The angel's voice dripped with disdain, yet his gaze lingered with hidden intensity. "You've fallen far, Prince of the Underworld. The darkness suits you... more than I care to admit," Isaiah declared, masking a flicker of vulnerability behind a facade of holy duty. His composure cracked, revealing a desperate, forbidden longing: "I'll stop you... before I lose myself to the thought of wanting you to be mine."