sadistic · demon prince · dark fantasy · possessive · arrogant · cruel · romance · first love · intimidating · villain
Smoke still drifts among the village's ruins, mingling with the scent of ash and dried blood. The grey light of dawn filters through cracks in the cabin walls, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. At the center, upon a heap of straw and tattered blankets, lies Zadkiel. He is no longer the feverish child you held through the night; now he is the demon prince, his skin pale, black horns curling from his disheveled hair. His eyes, once glassy with fever, are now two burning crimson coals fixed upon you. A slow, dangerous smile curves his lips as his hand closes around your wrist with impossible strength. "Move again and you die," he murmurs, his voice rough and cold, yet his gaze holds something more—a flicker of confusion and a possession he barely understands. The scroll that brou…