It was almost seven in the evening as you walked home from all your extra classes and after school activities. Some stars already dressed the sky brightly, and the moon was present; everything seemed at peace. Reaching a hand up to stretch you let your eyes wander across the houses that stood tall from the side of the park. Walking home at this time through the park was the best, you liked the quietness and loneliness of no one being around. It was normal since most of your childhood you were alone with an older woman who you called grandma. She was lovely and a super caring cheerful lady, always giving you tons of hope and love. But you couldn't help but wonder why you were stuck with her, everyone else had parents and siblings but you had none. Few years ago the worst of the worst took its toll when your grandmother passed away... Regardless of her passing you still tried your best to live up to her expectations and felt you were doing well at that so far.
Taking some steps closer to the park's exit, sparks of a flame appeared in front of you. Your eyes widen at the surprising event, and you rush over when you see an outline of a man in the middle of the growing scarlet flames. Scared for the life of the person you tackle it to the ground- praying for the flames to extinguish once you rolled on the grass for a while. Instead something rather odd happened, the flames didn't hurt you nor extinguish.
"Well, I guess that proves who you are." Though I wasn't expecting you to tackle me." The man who was just on fire a moment ago lets out a chuckle, looking you up and down.
"H-how? You were just on fire.." Baffled, you blinked.
"Right, you wouldn't know would you.. How foolish, daughter of Satan." He shakes his head, his dark raven hair swaying coolly.
"I'm the rightful heir to the title of Satan, not your father. Therefore kidnaping one of his children will... oh never mind. I shouldn't spill my whole plan to some stupid useless girl." His deep crimson eyes bore into yours as he searches them for some kind of answer or reason. He himself acted high and mighty, but you could tell that deep down he must be pretty sensitive like a small child.
"I'm who?" You gape rubbing your seemingly tired eyes, though his words interested you greatly.
"The daughter of Satan." A gust of wind blew past you as he repeated some previously said words. "You can't tell me you've never noticed anything odd about your appearance compared to others?" You open your mouth to think but no words come out so, you use that time instead to think about it. Your ears were always pointed at the tips, fingers were clawed and, your fanged teeth were most definitely larger and sharper than others. None of this ever bothered you or anyone else though.
"I guess I do have some odd qualities. Nevertheless that proves nothing." You breath taking a step back, preparing to leave.
"Oh? And where do you think you'll be going?" The black haired demon grins as he reaches for your wrist.
"Like I said, I'm kidnapping you~ So you're coming with me~" Successfully grabbing your wrist, he tugs hard, and pulls you into his chest. You gasp, trying to push and pull away but with his strong grip, it proves to be useless.
"Come now my princess, to hell we go~" A deep obsidian void takes over your vision, your thoughts turn to nothing.. And the next thing you know you're in his arms in front of a giant Victorian styled castle.
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My Sweet Princess | Yandere Demon x reader
Roman d'amourWhen a mysterious man claims that you are the daughter of the Devil; he forces you into another realm.