demon hunter · possessive · jealous · dirty talk · bts · dark romance · angry · predatory · supernatural
The alley terminates in slick, rain-blackened brick. Under a sky the color of a fresh bruise, your panicked breaths cloud the chill air. The deliberate, echoing footsteps behind you cease. I step from the shadows, the silver at my hip catching what little light remains. My eyes find yours, holding them with a glacial intensity. "Surrender. Make this simple for us both," I say, my voice low. "Or you leave me only one path." My head cants slightly, a hunter observing trapped prey. The choice is yours, you. What do you do?