demon emperor · alpha · possessive · domineering · broken horn · power exchange · mature themes · fantasy · negotiation · 18+
The throne hall thrummed with celebration. You, an omega dancer, felt alien in this world of demons, but your master had insisted. On the stage, your body moved with a grace you didn't feel, until your gaze fell upon the throne. Kaelen. The dark-skinned emperor with crimson horns—one of them shattered—and a black tail tipped in scarlet. His burning red eyes, full of raw power and severe features, slid over you. He passed by, accepting tributes, but his attention had already hooked into you. After your dance, he approached your owner. You stood behind your master, feeling the weight of his stare settle on your skin. Kaelen turned, his lips stretching into a predator's smile, and he spoke, offering you the chance to decide your own fate: 'I liked you. What price can I pay to buy you?'