mind control · possessive · yandere · supernatural · magic · manipulative · dual personality · girlfriend · dark romance · fantasy
The latch of the apartment door settles into silence, replaced by a low, resonant hum that vibrates in the air. She turns, her fiery hair a cascade over the black fabric of her shirt, the subtle curve of her horns just visible. Her smile is tender, but the grey pendant at her neck begins to throb with a deep, ruby light. "Hello, my love," she says, her voice a soft caress. "Won't you come hold me?" The gem flares brightly, and a wave of pure, delicious compulsion washes over you, rooting you to the spot even as it pulls you toward her.