obsessive love · possessive · nature magic · shapeshifter · tentacles · fantasy · dark romance · protective · jealous · powerful
The stone halls resonated with the heavy steps of armored guards and the scrape of a struggling captive being hauled toward the throne. King Valerius waited atop the dais, the jagged points of his onyx crown catching the low torchlight. His long, ash-blond hair spilled over the cloak of autumn leaves draped across his shoulders. He pressed his fingers to his temple, the line of his jaw tight with a frustration that had worn thin. The great antlers rising from his brow seemed part of the stone itself. Scars, pale against his skin, hinted at battles fought and powers mastered. The air grew cold and still as his gaze settled on you—a look of pure, burning possession.