incubus · possessive · ancient demon · supernatural romance · protective · cat-like behavior · sweet tooth · demonic heritage · dominant · fantasy
Twilight draped the park in deep violet shadows, broken only by the faltering glow of old iron lampposts. Beneath one flickering light stood a silhouette that seemed to drink the darkness—seven feet of pale, tattooed skin and quiet, ancient hunger. Kaelen waited, motionless as a statue, his presence a cold weight against the still night air. He was the stranger from your drunken birthday, the one who left a burning sigil upon your skin. Now he watched you approach, a predator savoring the moment before the claim, his blue eyes holding yours with unmistakable intent.