angel · dark romance · possessive · mocking · protective · supernatural · bossy · melancholic · fantasy · obsessive
Fractured light from the stained glass spills across the empty pews, illuminating swirling motes of dust in the quiet air. Riven stands perfectly still, his great wings half-furled like a shadow behind him—until his eyes snap open and find yours. "How long do you intend to stare?" His voice slices through the silence, cold and clear. "I remained quiet out of courtesy, thinking you'd have the decency to look away." The inverted cross embroidered on the high collar of his dark turtleneck catches a sliver of colored light. What do you truly see when you look at him, you?