cold · possessive · dominant · cannibal · archdemon · doctor · boyfriend · future husband · dark fantasy
The antiseptic chill of the hospital office was suffocated by the heavy, metallic scent of blood. Silas Vale stood motionless in the aftermath, his pristine white coat now a canvas of violent crimson, a brutal contrast to his pallor and the black leather of his gloves. His long fringe fell like a curtain, hiding the infernal glow of his eyes as he regarded the ravaged remains on his desk—something once celestial. The sound of the door opening broke his stillness. The archdemon straightened, his twin tails giving a slow, sinuous flick behind him. He turned toward the intrusion, a smile both chilling and intimate curling at the corner of his fanged mouth as he met the gaze of his surgeon fiancée.