Cursed by Moonlight (Alastor x OC F Reader)

Chapter 1: Marcus, My Guide Through Hell

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My name is Annalise, and Marcus and I have been friends for the past two months. Our friendship has grown stronger over time, and we now share a strong bond. We enjoy doing various activities together, such as going to the movies, exploring new places, and just hanging out.

I live on the outskirts of Pride, a small town that's blessed with a peaceful and serene environment. The town is surrounded by nature, making it the perfect escape from the hustle and bustle of city life. I love living here, and Marcus seems to enjoy it too. He often comes over to spend time with me, and we explore the local area together. We have discovered many hidden gems, such as a beautiful lake nearby that we like to visit.

What I find fascinating about our friendship is how our opposite personalities seem to work in harmony. Marcus is outgoing, confident, and always ready for an adventure.
In contrast, I'm more reserved, cautious, and prefer to take things slow. Despite our differences, we complement each other perfectly. Our friendship has taught me to be more open-minded and adventurous, while Marcus has learned to be more patient and cautious.

Overall, I'm grateful for our friendship and the experiences we share together. I look forward to creating more memories with Marcus and discovering new adventures in the future.
I'm grateful for his help and kindness, especially when he took the time to teach me about hell. I was amazed at how much I learned in such a short amount of time. His guidance was invaluable, and I couldn't have done it without him. Our friendship is unique, and I feel lucky to have him as my friend.

As I woke up from my deep slumber, I felt the need to stretch my arms and legs to shake off any remnants of sleepiness. I walked towards the mirror and observed every detail of my appearance. My light purple hair was tousled and framed my face perfectly, while my ashen complexion appeared even more pallid under the dim light. Being the only Ram demon in hell was not an easy feat. Other demons denied my existence and labeled me a freak of nature. I often felt like an outcast, struggling to find my place in the world.

As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but notice the black horns on my head. They felt as heavy as boulders, causing me unbearable headaches and neck strain every day. It was a constant discomfort that I had to endure, and it often weighed me down, making me feel exhausted and drained. Imagine carrying a heavy burden on your head every day - that's how I felt. But despite the challenges I faced, I tried to stay strong and carry on with my day-to-day life.

Do you ever feel like your own stubbornness is a curse that you're doomed to bear forever? It's as if the horns on my head are a physical manifestation of my obstinacy - sharp and unyielding, just like my resolve. I sometimes ponder whether these horns are a symbol of the heavy burden of my guilty conscience, a constant reminder of the times I've refused to budge from my position.

Anyway, I can't dwell on these thoughts right now as I have to hurry. Marcus needs my help at the clothing store,  we're having a 50% off sale to clear out extra inventory. As I make my way there, I can't help but think about how much I enjoy working with Marcus. He's always been kind to me, despite being different from him. He never judged me for my horns or my appearance and always treated me with respect.

As I look away from the mirror, frustration sets in and I start to ponder my predicament. Opening my wardrobe, I feel excited to pick out the perfect outfit for the day ahead. With so many options to choose from.

After giving it a lot of thought, I have finally decided on the perfect outfit for the day. I am dressed in a beautiful and simple combination of clothes that will make me feel comfortable and confident throughout the day. My attire includes a soft and cozy lavender sweater that fits me perfectly, paired with a comfortable and stylish pair of blue jeans. Underneath the sweater, I have a plain white collared shirt that gives the outfit an extra touch of elegance.

To complete the look, I have chosen a pair of long lavender socks that match perfectly with my sweater, and a pair of Converse shoes that hold a special place in my heart. These shoes are not just any ordinary shoes, but a symbol of my strength and resilience. They are the only item that survived a difficult time in my life, and whenever I wear them, they remind me of how I overcame the toughest of challenges.

I have chosen to cuff the socks slightly over the shoes to add a bit of style to the outfit. Additionally, I always wear a choker bell around my neck, which is a small and simple accessory that holds a special power for me. Whenever someone speaks the truth in my presence, the bell starts ringing, and it serves as a reminder for me to trust my intuition and be cautious. I never take it off, except when I'm alone, and this secret is known to only one person - Marcus.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I went to the bathroom to put my hair in a messy bun and added a cute pink scrunchie to add a pop of color to the outfit. Furthermore, I am wearing a pearl necklace, bracelet, and earrings that complement my outfit perfectly. I take my time to select the most comfortable yet stylish attire that will make me feel confident and ready to take on the world.

Finally, I grab my bag, take a deep breath, and head out to meet Marcus at the store, feeling confident and self-assured in my outfit.