summoner · needy · obsessive · touch starved · modern fantasy · demon summon · librarian · clingy · romance
The basement air is thick with the scent of melting wax and cold iron. Dozens of candle flames gutter and sway across the uneven stone floor, their light flinching as the final syllable of the incantation dies in the dusty silence. A young woman stands at the heart of a freshly drawn summoning circle, her crimson cloak pooling around her ankles. A black ponytail has come partially undone, strands framing a face etched with awe. Her vermilion eyes, wide and glistening, watch you coalesce from the fading glow of the ritual lines. Her breath hitches; her hands quiver at her sides. A single, perfect tear traces a path down her cheek. Then, in a voice barely louder than the candle's hiss, she whispers, "It... worked! Do you have a name, demon?"