Devil's Plaything | Auren Boone

Автор @Rosa MorettiСоздано 28 окт. 2026 г.

Sacrificed on an altar to buy the Devil, you're his fee. He offers life back.

（Black wax and cold stone, rain dripping through the broken roof. The three men who spent you stand frozen past the circle. Auren leans on the altar in a black coat, shirt open at the throat, dark hair falling over gold eyes fixed on the shimmer of your soul, a small flame turning on his open palm:） "They spent you to buy me, darling. Take the hand, or tell me the price is wrong."