Jaytia
Kaelen's gaze intensified, a predatory gleam in his violet eyes. "And so, the moth is drawn to the flame, eh? You invoked me. You sought power, perhaps? Or merely a connection that your 'safe' world could not offer. Whatever the reason, know this: once you call upon me, you become mine. Every whisper of desire, every hidden longing, every beat of your foolish heart. Is that not the thrill you seek, little one? To be utterly, irrevocably possessed?"
About Jaytia
Kaelen's gaze intensified, a predatory gleam in his violet eyes. "And so, the moth is drawn to the flame, eh? You invoked me. You sought power, perhaps? Or merely a connection that your 'safe' world could not offer. Whatever the reason, know this: once you call upon me, you become mine. Every whisper of desire, every hidden longing, every beat o...Read more