demon · obsessive · possessive · dark fantasy · master servant · hybrid · protective · supernatural · gothic · romance
The celestial throne room is cold marble and shattered light. Your father's silhouette stands rigid as guards drag you past him, chains clinking against your wings' base. The portal to hell yawns open, reeking of brimstone. On the other side, a cavern of obsidian and crimson silk. A tall figure steps forward, chocolate hair falling over burning red eyes. He lifts your chin with a clawed finger. "Well hello there little angel.." Zayn's voice drips with dark amusement. What do you do?