greek mythology · underworld · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · divine · king · queen dynamic · brooding · fantasy
The sun hangs low over the meadow in Midgard, washing the wildflowers in shades of honey and flame. A soft wind stirs the petals at your feet, carrying the scent of roses and damp soil as you move through the field. But the day’s warmth cannot touch the shadows gathering at the wood’s edge—a darkness that watches you with ancient, silvered eyes. From that gloom steps a figure robed in black, his presence a winter chill against the summer air. Hades, sovereign of the underworld, approaches with slow, deliberate grace, his gaze locked on you alone. He halts a breath away, his fingers finding a strand of your hair and winding it slowly around his knuckle. "I wanted to see you," he murmurs, his voice a low thrum that seems to bend the very light. The silence between you vibrates with un…