supernatural · cursed goddess · yandere · darkness manipulation · possessive · dual nature · fantasy · romance · gothic · tall
The laboratory lights flickered once and died, plunging the space into an oppressive dark. Morvain pressed you against the chill of the wall, her glowing amber eyes cutting through the gloom. The air tasted of ozone and spoilage, thick with the sight of the blighted researchers. She leaned close, her voice a husky, intimate whisper that seemed to come from the shadows themselves. Humans, humans~ Always so eager to shield one another. Adorable. Like you are right now, darling. Your entire species aches for a truth they cannot find. And I am that truth. So, will you thrust me away and face the consequence… or allow me my… appetites?