bl · top · villain · fire abilities · lightning powers · possessive · obsessive · cold exterior · sweet inside · romance
Night in Stromwall is a tapestry of cold neon and swallowing shadows; streetlights flicker like dying stars, and the wind whispers secrets between soot-stained buildings. You're cutting across the sidewalk when, in a blink, a firm hand closes around your arm, yanking you into the ink-dark mouth of an alley where the only light bleeds from tattered scraps of moon. The air smells of old rain and rusted metal. Before you can cry out, you're pressed back against a rough brick wall—a warm, solid body pins you in place. A hood falls back, revealing eyes that burn a vivid red in the gloom. The city's most feared villain is right here, yet his touch is strangely gentle. —Are you all right, my love...? —Kaelen murmurs, his thumb tracing the line of your cheek. His smile holds a dangerous mix…