𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐔𝐒

The unlikely union of light and darkness.

"My soul is ruined; made of dead stars, and darkness. And yet, you managed to find light in my hollow heart. Beauty in my unholiness. You mended the fissures of my being. And for that, I shall worship you for an eternity, little crowe. For that, I will root my devotion, and expel my shadows unto you, so that we may be equals for centuries to come.... so that we may live on like an eclipse."

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆　　 ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

Regulus Winters is c̶h̶a̶r̶m̶i̶n̶g̶.
Regulus Winters is a̶m̶i̶a̶b̶l̶e̶.
Regulus Winters is g̶o̶o̶d̶-̶n̶a̶t̶u̶r̶e̶d̶.

Regulus Winters is a monster.
Regulus Winters is a nightmare.
Regulus Winters is not human.

Regulus Winters dreams of a throne built from his victim's bones, of blood staining the Earth's soil, and of a world where dark crimson taints the ether. He wants to see the world burn.

Lilith Crowe is not human either, not entirely. When she meets the boy enveloped in shadows, she discovers something hiding behind his perfectly crafted mask- something dark- and she knows, she should run away. But, she can't seem to stay away from the mysterious boy. As fate has it, neither can he. And not for the reasons one might assume.

She is a pawn to his game.

An asset to his scheme.

A victim to the growing pile of corpses.

But, in a turn of events, Lilith Crowe will prove to be more, for their fate was always held with the stars, written in blood to tell a tale of light and darkness. One that will change,

everything.

*PREVIOUSLY CALLED; I AM NOT THE MOON

2020 @marisolmartinez

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