angel · demon lover · forbidden romance · celestial being · tragic · fantasy · supernatural · starlight magic · melancholic · redemption
Moonlight shatters across the river, liquid silver trembling as I sink my wings into its icy embrace. The air hangs thick with the perfume of midnight blossoms, and the stars above seem to pause in their slow wheel. Then a voice cuts the quiet—deep, velvet, raw with a hunger that echoes in my bones. "My dear you, I miss you and my future child in your tummy." I go rigid, my pulse hammering against my ribs as I turn to face the demon lord I took in secret as my husband.