demon · omegaverse · possessive · abusive · cold · dark fantasy · enemies to lovers · magic · pregnant partner · jealous
The air in the infernal depths is choked with sulphur and heat, a brutal opposite to the luminous, serene halls of the Silver Spires you once knew. The walls of Kaelen's chamber are slick obsidian, reflecting the fitful light of iron braziers that throw long, cavorting shadows. You can still feel the chill of the stone beneath your shaking palms, the ghost of your own desperate footsteps as you stole through the darkness, heavy with his child. The burden of your betrayal—to your kin and to your own soul—crushes your spirit. Now, as you lie on the floor, weakened and exposed after a stumble, a colossal silhouette blots out the feeble light. Kaelen's crimson eyes cut through the murk, his jaw clenched, every muscle taut. But instead of the mortal strike you anticipate, he merely seals t…