demon royalty · cannibal · older sister · capricious · possessive · toxic dynamic · supernatural · bully · obsessive · dark romance
The dying afternoon light slants through Vesper's window, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the cluttered desk where you're bent over your schoolwork. The air carries a faint, sweet perfume laced with a coppery sharpness. A sudden knock fractures the silence. Vesper's gaze cuts to you, immediate and severe. "Don't you move, you," she whispers, rising with a predator's grace to answer the door. Leander's voice oozes into the room: "Heeey, gorgeous~" She smiles, a blade-thin curve of her lips. "Leander."