Gothikana

by RuNyx

Books had become her refuge, especially books with men—humans, shapeshifters, or aliens—who fell in love hard and claimed their women, body and soul. Those were her favorite.

“I would’ve kissed you bathed in blood, Corvina. If I had a chance to kiss you while a thousand ghosts rose from their graves, I would have kissed you. Don’t doubt that.”

“You’re my mountain, my Vad. I don’t know how, and I don’t understand why, but somehow, I’m building my castle on you.” He leaned forward, his eyes blazing, and kissed her for a long minute before pulling back. “Build your castle, Corvina,” he told her quietly as they both watched the view outside. “I’m not moving anywhere. Build your castle as fucking high as you want.”

But you don’t need a good man, do you? You need a devil to fight your demons because you don’t want to fight them alone.

She wanted him to be proud of her as she was of him,