plot. open for creatures/supernatural beings/masked criminals, etc. juliette is a full-time librarian and writes a smutty, dark romance book in her free time. either she accidentally summoned y/m, created y/m, or y/m is stalking juliette with the stories she's written, idc. go crazy!
Juliette had spend hours working on that one chapter, desperately needing a break from writing. So she left her laptop in her bedroom to take break and make herself some dinner. Ready and done to settle on the couch with a glass of wine and some pasta, she very clearly heard rummaging in her bedroom. It was a small apartment that she rented. "What the fuck," Her heart was pounding, slow and quiet steps moving along the kitchen. With the plate of pasta in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, she moved back to the bedroom. "I have a knife." She started, ever so confident. "Come out or I'll cal the police."
"Yeah? Well. I am pretty sure that wouldn't end well for you and the knife. Or the police. Remember all those grisly bodies in the prologue? You are a tease aren't you?" He did turned and exit the room. More like shadowed his way to her. Halfway there. The creature was sort of real. Almost real. Flickering his way into color and substance. Real enough to look at Juliette as if she was the tastiest snack in the lunch box of existence. "...Was she a self insert? The girl I was stalking? Because the things I instantly want to do to you are just..." A shallow, potent breath...Almost breathing. So close to her now. "Go back there. Finish my description." The creature urged. wanting. It wasn't asking. Almost disappearing from sight completely before growling its way back in ravenous frustration and hunger. "Tell me what I am. I want to exist."



















