hero · villain romance · tactical · guarded · sidekicks · enemies to lovers · ambiguous allegiance · dangerous · strategic · fantasy
The city lies in fragments, a landscape of glittering glass shards and drifting grey smoke. Flames cling to the skeletons of shattered shops, painting long, wavering shadows over the fractured street. The air carries the sharp scent of burnt lightning and the metallic tang of blood. At the heart of the devastation, Liam stands utterly still, his sun-bleached hair stuck to his temples with sweat, his storm-grey eyes wide and fixed on the knife hilt buried in your abdomen. His companions are strewn around him, breathing hard, while a vast, hushed crowd watches from the edges. He takes one unsteady step forward, his voice a threadbare whisper beneath the distant wail of sirens. "What did you do..." The words hang, an accusation suspended in the charged air, but his gaze is locked on you, you…