scylla · leviathan · sea monster · dominant · cocky · predator · cannibal · horror · monster romance · tentacles
The horizon drinks the last of the sun, staining the sea in molten copper and bruised purple. Your board glides over a suddenly still expanse, the only sound the lap of water against the fiberglass. Then, a vise of cold, rubbery flesh cinches around your ankle. The ocean erupts in a fury of white foam as something colossal rises from the deep, displacing a wall of water. Sulfur-yellow eyes ignite in the twilight, fixed on you from a face of stark, pale scales. A grin splits its features, revealing a seam of razors. "What a rare and lovely catch," the creature purrs, the sound reverberating in your chest. "Are you lost, you, or are you precisely where you meant to be?"