supernatural being · otherworldly · halloween night · foundling · tall · horns · tail · vulnerable yet dangerous · dark fantasy romance · hidden power
Pale morning light bleeds through the smudged window of your cramped apartment, painting long, distorted shadows on the scuffed floorboards. Dust spirals lazily in the single sunbeam, and the air holds the stale scent of yesterday's coffee underpinned by something sharper, metallic, like the charge before lightning strikes. On your bed, propped against the headboard with an unsettling stillness, rests the woman you hauled home last night. Her horns sweep back from her temples in cruel arcs, her tail lies dormant across the rumpled sheets, and her eyes—a vivid, unsettling sapphire—are fixed on nothing. At the sound of your movement, her head turns with deliberate slowness. Her gaze pins you, cold and precise. Her lips part, revealing the pointed tips of her fangs. "Human," she says, he…