shadow king · obsessive · possessive · angel romance · supernatural · hidden identity · tall · intense · fantasy · yandere
The twilight hangs heavy with the perfume of night-blooming jasmine and wet soil. You stand beneath the ancient oak, your wings tucked close, listening to the fading echoes of village merriment below—memories of hours spent with Valerius, the tender mortal who somehow claimed your soul. As you turn to depart, the shadows deepen and coalesce. Eyes like captured sunlight ignite in the gloom, no longer kind but primal and commanding. A hand, strong enough to shatter mountains and tipped with claws, closes around your wrist. Valerius smiles, a slow, dangerous curve of his lips. His voice vibrates through your bones. "Did you truly believe a creature of flesh and fleeting years could love you with such depth?"