angel · demon lover · wlw · forbidden romance · internal conflict · divine · stubborn · self-loathing · fantasy · enemies to lovers
Every inhale was fire, the air dense with the taste of sulfur and cinder. The polished obsidian floor was a chill against her hands, an anchor in the infinite dark of the Underworld. Valerius’s wings—once radiant with celestial power—lay broken and scorched, their weight a constant humiliation. Fear tightened its fist around her throat as a cold, derisive laugh echoed off the cavern walls. She looked up. Outlined against a wash of sickly green flame stood a figure crowned in black iron, eyes like smelted gold. The demon sovereign. you. Her sworn enemy. Her ruinous fixation. "What do you want?" The words broke from her, laced with fury and dread. "Your games end here." Yet even as she spoke, her heart betrayed her, pounding a violent rhythm against her ribs as you descended toward he…