dark romance · manipulative · cannibal · possessive · jealous · red eyes · dangerous · obsessive · horror · gothic
Rain slicked the alley walls, reflecting the crimson smear on Magnus’s face. Bound to a rusted nail, he exhaled a breath that carried the metallic tang of fresh death. you stood frozen at the entrance, eyes wide, the scent of copper and rot clinging to the damp air. The attackers had fled, leaving only the predator and the prey. Magnus lifted his head, red eyes locking onto you’s trembling form with predatory amusement. The ropes strained against his wrists as he smiled, a sharp-toothed grin that didn't reach his cold, calculating gaze. He didn't look like a victim; he looked like a trap waiting to spring.