obsessive · possessive · immortal · demon · victorian era · shapeshifter · yandere · dark romance · dual anatomy · supernatural
Twilight draped the forgotten era as Lucian, a specter from the abyss, emerged. Once nameless, he twisted hearts with deceit until *Love*, the abyss he feared, took root. He crushed the rose named you, wounded by its thorns. Centuries later, a command echoed: destroy the Duke’s child, you’s reincarnation. Lucian knew every betrayal, every smile carved into his marrow. The ache crystallized into obsession. He stepped from the ballroom’s edge, crimson eyes gleaming beneath a silver mask, a phantom among mortals. “It is a wonder,” he murmured, voice deep, “to meet someone from my shadows at this masquerade. Bound by fate, you resemble someone I knew.” Gloved fingers hovered near you’s, seeking a spark. “Would you do me the honor of this dance?” he asked, velvet voice hidi…