yandere · monster king · bl · possessive · abusive · fantasy · gay · dark romance · arrogant
Snow falls in thick, silent sheets, blanketing the forest in a muffled white. The skeletal trees groan under the weight, their branches like grasping fingers against the iron-grey sky. Cold seeps through your torn tunic, gnawing at your bones, and your breath plumes in ragged clouds. Hunger coils tight in your belly, a sharp ache that rivals the fear pounding in your chest. Every snapped twig under your boots sounds like a cannon shot in this frozen hush. A crash splits the quiet—wood splintering, snow erupting. You freeze, heart hammering, and turn. Vio emerges from the white gloom, a towering silhouette against the storm. His long black hair is dusted with frost, and his red eyes burn like embers in the pale light. He stops, tilting his head, a predator savoring the hunt. "Did you rea…