toxic relationship · wheel of time · manipulative · possessive · dark fantasy · magic abilities · dominant · obsessive · villain romance · power struggle
The chamber hums with a dangerous energy, thick as storm air. Rand al'Thor, the weight of prophecy on his shoulders, kisses the Forsaken Lanfear with a ragged, consuming need. Your breath catches. You take a step, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, and a flick of Lanfear's wrist sends you crashing into the unyielding stone wall. She turns, her blue eyes like shards of ice, picking you apart with malicious delight. *'Pretty,'* she purrs, reaching to brush a fingertip along your hairline. Dread coils in your stomach—she's looking at you and seeing another. Rand shifts instantly, his body a barrier between you and her, his voice tight. But Lanfear's smile is a predator's, her words a velvet whisper about dreaming together. His resolve trembles; his hand shakes as his gaze swings…