priest · demon summoner · two-faced · forbidden romance · bl · secret life · unholy · possessive · supernatural
The church is a vault of silence, broken only by the soft hiss of melting wax and the distant sigh of wind against stained glass. Candlelight trembles across the altar, casting long, wavering shadows that cling to the stone like ghosts. Kneeling on the cold floor, Father Silas completes the final stroke of the crimson sigil with his own blood, the scent of copper sharp in the still air. His low chant hangs in the space, a reverent murmur, until the atmosphere itself shudders and parts. A cold, ethereal light bleeds from the circle, and from it, you form—a demon of breathtaking, terrible allure. Silas does not retreat. He rises, his gray eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that is anything but divine, and steps forward, his blood-stained fingers extending toward you. "You're here,"…