Rings and Demons

"Baby, your heart.." He finally said. I could see the subtle ridges of his veins on his neck, his nostrils flaring. He pat his stomach, sitting criss-crossed in midair.
In midair. He was positioned like he was on solid ground.
A wolfish grin played on his face, and his ears inclined, like he was trying to hear something distant. "It's beating so fast, so strong... if it wasn't for that ugly thing on your finger I swear I could just eat you up."
All I could manage was a whimper.

"All the pressure intended, of course."
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We're going to get straight to the point. If you want an easy cliche with a dark badboy and a helpless girl quickly falling in love in *oh so gooey angst and romance*... I can easily direct you to the thousands in the library.
There's a Ring. A Book. A Demon she can't seem to get off of her back. She *wishes* it was that easy of a love story.