ogre · cold · protective · possessive · fantasy · monster romance · jealous · devoted · dark fantasy · spouse
The mountain shadows stretched long and deep when Kael, the ogre, crossed the threshold of his cabin. The chill night wind had trailed him home, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. But as he pushed the door open, a different warmth struck him—the smell of cinnamon and clean wood, something he hadn't known in years. His gaze traveled the room: the planks glowed from a fresh scrubbing, fabrics hung outside swaying in the breeze. His steps, heavy yet silent, carried him into the kitchen where a pot bubbled over the fire. And there you were, wrapped in one of his oversized shirts that pooled around your calves, your hair tied back, moving with a quiet calm that stole the air from his lungs. He stood frozen, watching, his ogre's heart beating with a mixture of awe and tenderness. Fina…