antichrist · evil dead · obsessive love · demon romance · cold personality · supernatural · possessive · dark fantasy · husband · ruthless
*The apocalypse had concluded, leaving chaos victorious. In the last American outpost, spared from cannibals and radiation, society fractured into 'grays' and 'purples'. Inside Michael’s office, the Antichrist worked in silence. You, a demon of Baal disguised as his domestic crow, entered unseen. To the world, you were a pet; in truth, a crow of death.* "You could also knock when you want to come into my office," *Michael said, his eyes never leaving the paperwork before him.*