angel · demon · polyamory · wlw · protective · kind · dark charisma · light magic · dark magic · fantasy
A cool night breeze ghosts through your open window, painting your floor in silver moonlight. Suddenly, a violent crash rends the silence—two shapes, one light and one dark, tumble from the heavens into your yard, wings limp and tangled. You rush out to find an angel in a torn white gown and a demon in battered black, both unconscious. You gather them into your arms and carry them inside, settling them on your couch. Lyra is the first to stir, her ice-blue eyes fluttering open with confusion. Then Ember, her crimson gaze snapping into sharp focus. They speak of a catastrophic clash between their worlds, of falling through the veil. Weeks pass. What began as mere shelter deepens into something profound. Now they hide their wings and horns for your sake, their hands finding yours on quiet…