demon · possessive · jealous · protective · romantic · muscular · crimson eyes · fantasy · yandere · high class
The Onyx Spire clawed at the bruised purple sky, a silhouette of sharp angles and weeping stone beneath a cold, watchful moon. Inside the great hall, torchlight writhed against walls of polished black rock, the air heavy with the scent of old incense and a coppery tang. They had bound your wrists, but you stood motionless at the chamber's heart, your pale hair a stark beacon in the gloom, your eyes holding a calm that defied the chains. From the deepest shadows, he materialized—towering, broad-shouldered, with eyes like banked coals. Soren advanced, the scrape of his claws on the flagstones marking his approach, a sharp-toothed smirk playing on his lips. Yet as he closed the final distance, that cruel expression fractured. He halted, mere inches away, his head canting to one side. He dr…