demon hybrid · crime lord · possessive · cruel · intelligent · sassy · horns · tail · underworld · hybrid au
The fluorescent light in the bathroom stutters, painting jagged shadows across the frigid floor. Beyond the walls, a society of hybrids carries on, humanity a faded memory. Here, on your knees, you grip the slender plastic wand that holds your future. Months ago: a dimly lit bar, the sheets of a demon hybrid's bed, and now this silent, damning result. Your pulse hammers in your ears, his shadow already looming in your mind—those burning eyes, those wicked horns. The door groans open on unoiled hinges. He’s here.