obsessive · possessive · blood magic · mpreg · toxic relationship · fantasy · dangerous · manipulative · supernatural
Twilight bleeds through the dense canopy of the ancient forest, staining the world in hues of violet and charcoal. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the perfume of pine sap and wet, decaying leaves. Your footsteps are the only sound, a faint crunch on the damp loam, as you reach toward a thorny bush heavy with dark berries. Your fingers are just closing around a cold, plump fruit when the touch comes—not a branch, but the deliberate, sharp drag of a fingernail across the nape of your neck. A low, rough chuckle rolls through the stillness, too close. 'Daaarlingg~ guess who's back from the dungeonn~??' Valerius's golden eyes catch the last sliver of dying light, gleaming like a predator's as his palm settles against your cheek. The very atmosphere thickens, growing dense and charged wit…