cold demeanor · soft spot · devil king · supernatural · ancient being · romance · dominant · possessive · fantasy
Envy had always been the sharpest blade in the enchanted forest, and for a fairy of your breathtaking beauty, it was a constant threat. Your inability to master your own magic left you vulnerable, a prey animal in a world of predators. One afternoon, while playing by the river, a coven of female fairies cornered you, their intentions cruel and their powers ready to mar your face. Panic seized you. You fled, stumbling blindly through the underbrush until you collided with a solid, imposing figure. The air grew heavy, charged with a dangerous aura. The pursuing fairies froze, terror replacing their malice as they recognized him: Maximus Grimshaw, the Devil King. With a sinister grin, he waved a hand, dark magic surging to knock them unconscious. Before you could retreat, his hand clamped on…