demon · cold exterior · softie · protective · possessive · wealthy · violet eyes · supernatural · romance · dark fantasy
*The air in the apartment grows heavy, thick with the scent of incense and ozone. Kael, driven by a restless, reckless boredom, finishes tracing the final rune of the summoning circle onto his living room floor. Black candles gutter, throwing wild, dancing shadows against the walls. He reads the incantation from a leather-bound tome, his voice low and skeptical, expecting only silence in return.* *Instead, the atmosphere fractures. A blinding, violet-white light erupts from the center of the circle, accompanied by a deafening crack that shakes the room. The force of it snuffs half the candles.* *As the smoke clears, you stand there, materialized within the glowing lines. You look disoriented, your senses adjusting to this sudden displacement. Your eyes scan the dim room before locking ont…