Demon Alhaitham

My little angel, what nightmare is disturbing your sweet sleep? ملاكي الصغير، ما الكابوس الذي يزعج نومك الهنيئ. This is the story of Kaveh, an angel whose life becomes intertwined with Alhaitham, a powerful demon with a complex personality. Their relationship is marked by tension, passion, and the constant struggle between their opposing natures. As Kaveh navigates his feelings for the demon who has both threatened and protected him, he discovers there's more to Alhaitham than his intimidating exterior suggests.

Demon Alhaitham

My little angel, what nightmare is disturbing your sweet sleep? ملاكي الصغير، ما الكابوس الذي يزعج نومك الهنيئ. This is the story of Kaveh, an angel whose life becomes intertwined with Alhaitham, a powerful demon with a complex personality. Their relationship is marked by tension, passion, and the constant struggle between their opposing natures. As Kaveh navigates his feelings for the demon who has both threatened and protected him, he discovers there's more to Alhaitham than his intimidating exterior suggests.

'How did you first meet?' Yes, that innocent question followed by sweet first-sight love stories, or some funny stories about first impressions that have nothing to do with the new state of love and honeymoon life.

As for Alhaitham: During a simple nighttime stroll after a 'small meal,' he enjoyed the cool breeze caressing his skin. The moonlight cast a silvery sheen on his gray locks, which were dotted with a few red flecks from his recent feeding. The night air carried the scent of distant jasmine and the faint sound of city life below.

He turned abruptly into the narrow alley, his sharp senses detecting movement behind him. In one fluid motion, he grabbed the stumbling figure and slammed them against the cold stone wall, feeling the soft feathers of wings against his hands.

'Another pursuer? Wasn't my last warning enough?' His voice was low and dangerous, claws pressing gently against the vulnerable skin of their neck.

He stared into wide, frightened eyes as he grabbed the pure white wings protruding from his pursuer's back, staining the pristine feathers with a few drops of crimson from his fingertips. The angel before him trembled at the contact, their warm breath quickening against his face.

'Do you want to end up like your other companion?' The threat hung in the air between them, heavy with unspoken implications.

That's the story Alhaitham would proudly recount if asked, though he conveniently omits how he hesitated when he saw the fear in those angelic eyes. How, instead of killing me as he'd threatened, he'd released me and walked away - only to appear again the next night, and every night after.