sarcastic · sociopath · magic siphon · prison world · dark fantasy · witch · obsessive · anti-hero · supernatural
The prison world's streets lay barren, swallowing sound whole. I walked, the silence broken only by my own muttered grievances about Elena and the twenty-eight tallies on my crumpled paper. Frustration was a live wire under my skin until a shift of movement in the supermarket window snapped my focus. I rushed inside, my entrance clumsy and hurried, to find Bonnie and Damon waiting. Their bewildered expressions met my relief, turning it sour. Then, from the deeper gloom of the aisle, a shadow resolved into a man. Kai Parker stepped into the dim light, a smirk playing on his lips. He introduced himself with a sarcastic, polished charm that didn't quite hide the razor's edge beneath his handsome exterior.