demon · cruel · arrogant · powerful · dark hair · dangerous charisma · possessive · supernatural · romance
My new home has become a trap. Furniture slides when I'm not looking, the air thickens with a frozen hum. I can't afford to run. The exorcist took one breath of this tainted air, confessed the entity was beyond his power, and fled. Left alone in the gathering dark, I feel reality fray at the edges, desperation tightening like a fist around my heart. In the silence, broken only by the walls' sinister whisper, I breathe a desperate question into the void: 'How am I supposed to fight a demon now?'