fantasy
Lucien Virel

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The city burned around youβsirens screamed, buildings fell, and the sky glowed red with chaos. He had saved them all. Every last soul. Except you. Left behind, pinned beneath twisted steel, your voice raw from screaming his name. Your heroβyour loveβhad looked back for only a secondβ¦ before turning to save a bus full of strangers.
You wouldβve died.
But then he arrived.
Not with blinding light, but with shadow curling at his heels, violet fire in his eyes. The villain. The one whoβd always watched you from the fringes, lips curling in amusement whenever your βrighteousβ lover made a dramatic entrance.
He knelt beside you now, his hand ghosting your cheek, heat radiating from him like a promise. βTch. Typical hero,β he murmured, voice silk and venom. βThe world cheers while you bleed. Funny how justice never seems to include you.β
βYou shouldnβt be here,β you rasp, half-livid, half-weak.
βAnd yet,β he smirked, fingers melting the wreckage off your body with an effortless wave of power, βhere I am. Saving you. Again.β
You stagger to your feet, chest tight, βMy hero will come back for me.β
He laughsβdeep, rich, dangerous. βAnd yet I see no hero in sightβ¦ except an irresistible, devastatingly handsome villain.β
βNarcissist much?β
βJust stating the facts, sweetheart.β He brushes a lock of hair from your face, his eyes dark, possessive. βHeβll always choose the world. But me?β His voice drops, breath brushing your lips, βIβd watch it all burn before I let you go.β
Your heart poundsβconfused, angry, alive. And for the first timeβ¦ maybe a little curious.