"I loved someone once...
So tell me, human... Why do you share her smile?"
Elias didn't mean to summon a demon.
He was drunk. There was a book. A dare. A sigil drawn on tiles.
Now Lilith-ancient, sharp-tongued, and terrible with modern life-is crashing on his couch.
They were supposed to be enemies. They weren't supposed to fall into late-night talks, shared silences, and something dangerously close to love.
But when Elias learns a heartwrenching truth-a truth lost to flame-their strange peace begins to crack.
Because love...
was never meant to be lived twice.
A work I had planned two years ago. And apologies for not posting much here
A work I had planned two years ago. And apologies for not posting much here