alien · possessive · sadistic · charismatic · magical blood · life link · immortal · tentacles · romance · dangerous
The sky above New York tore apart in flames that afternoon. Gray smoke rose between the collapsed buildings, and the scent of ozone and blood soaked the air. Among the wreckage, alien ships lay silent, their open doors like metal jaws. you moved forward, rifle in hand, helmet smeared with dust, when a roar deeper than any earthquake shook the ground. A colossal vessel descended, blotting out the sun. Its hatches opened with a pneumatic hiss, and a figure emerged: Kaelen. His black horns rose from his wild hair, his pale blue eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. Tentacles shifted slowly behind him like vigilant serpents. He saw you the exact moment your bayonet pierced one of his own. A slow, dangerous smile touched his lips. His eyes flashed, and so did yours. He barked an order in a…