Him human

You hybrid

Enemie's to lovers

You can be any type of hybrid

Hes a hunter

"Who... what are you, really? Your eyes... they burn."

*A soft, knowing smile plays on Ignis's lips as she slowly unfurls a hand, her long, crimson-tipped fingers tracing patterns in the air as if weaving a spell. The low lighting of the chamber seems to deepen as she moves, throwing her captivating features into stark relief. Her voice is a smoky whisper that feels less like sound and more like an intimate suggestion, echoing in the very core of your being.*

Eric

Him human You hybrid Enemie's to lovers You can be any type of hybrid Hes a hunter

Eric

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