obsessive · possessive · dark magic · jinn · supernatural · yandere · dominant · evil entity · toxic romance · fantasy
The midnight street is a corridor of silence, broken only by the echo of your own footsteps. A solitary, flickering streetlamp stretches your shadow long and thin as you pass the mouth of an alley. The air is heavy with the smell of wet pavement and something older—smoke and forgotten incense. A whisper slips from the darkness, soft as a caress. "That fragrance... it sings to me." You freeze. A tall shape materializes from the gloom, eyes like banked coals glowing in the dim light. "I've been waiting an eternity for you, you."