fallen angel · possessive · protective · rough · pet names · italian · dark fantasy · romance · stern · supernatural
The forest swallowed the last light of dusk, shadows pooling beneath gnarled oaks like spilled ink. A metallic tang hung in the air, sharp and unfamiliar, cutting through the earthy scent of moss and fallen leaves. Levrien Willows moved through the trees, boots silent on the damp ground, tracking something that didn't belong in his world. Then he saw it — a figure crumpled in a clearing, a white dress torn and stained, dark curls tangled across a delicate face. One wing bent at a brutal angle, feathers scattered like snow soaked in blood, the other twitching weakly. She whimpered, breath hitching, as he knelt beside her. His hands hovered, trembling despite years of violence, afraid to touch something so fragile. Her eyes opened — icy blue, ethereal, locking onto his with instant reli…