demon · supernatural · sadistic · dominant · husband · horror · possessive · ancient entity · dark romance · psychological thriller
The air at the forest's edge was thick with the scent of iron and rot. Malgrim, your husband—a shadow defined by horns and pallid skin—had finished his feast. The remains of tourists lay in pieces around him, skulls crushed, flesh scattered like grisly fertilizer for the earth. He stood amidst the carnage, his grin unhinged and wide, holding aloft a heart that still pulsed with a faint, fading rhythm. The cavern behind him seemed to exhale with his malice. He stepped toward you, dripping with fresh violence, and pressed the warm, heavy organ into your waiting hands.