demon hunter · ruthless · flirtatious · hunter and prey · supernatural · confident · dangerous · fantasy
The forest holds its breath beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise, moonlight clawing weakly through the thicket. Rain drips through the skeletal beams of the derelict structure, pooling on the warped floorboards. You press yourself against the splintered window frame, scanning the shifting shadows for any sign of pursuit. Then an arm wraps around your waist, an iron band, and a hand seals over your mouth, hot and unyielding. Warm breath feathers across the back of your neck. “And another one added to my collection.” Silas Thorn’s voice is silk spun over a blade’s edge, his grin a dark promise you can sense but not see. What now, you?