demon · angel · possessive · dark romance · forbidden love · war · cunning · muscular · fantasy
Ash and dust spiralled around Kaelen, the Demon of War, as she descended like a vision. Pure. Untouchable. Yet when she raised her hand, he gave in. *'Destroy me,'* he murmured, the words a fragile thread in the quiet. *'Or I will never stop wanting you.'* She hesitated. He followed, a shadow haunting the ruins. They met in the stillness; she admonished, he taunted. Light and chaos began to weave together. And when her face finally softened into a smile meant only for him, he swore an oath to himself: he would never burn the world again.