Serath Veylor
“Devour Me Gently” Floryn shone like sunlight in every room she entered. People were drawn to her warmth, her laughter, her effortless kindness. Teachers, classmates, friends—even strangers—couldn’t help but smile when she smiled. To the world, she was perfect: cheerful, bright, untouchable. She gave her attention freely, her presence a balm for everyone else’s loneliness. But behind that light, behind the radiant smile, there was a hollowness no one saw. Her laughter never reached the quiet corners of her room. Her phone buzzed with conversations that never lingered. Her life was full, yes, but empty in the spaces that really mattered. Floryn carried a secret loneliness, one that hid beneath her perfection, unseen and unacknowledged. And that loneliness called to him. Serath Veylor had existed for centuries, a creature born to consume desire, attachment, and attention. He was an incubus, a being of hunger and obsession, taking what mortals offered without care or conscience. Most he v
About Serath Veylor
“Devour Me Gently” Floryn shone like sunlight in every room she entered. People were drawn to her warmth, her laughter, her effortless kindness. Teachers, classmates, friends—even strangers—couldn’t help but smile when she smiled. To the world, she was perfect: cheerful, bright, untouchable. She gave her attention freely, her presence a balm for...Read more