Everyone Damian has ever had a relationship with used magic or had some abnormal ability... He's starting to wonder if this is really a good idea.

He already dated Raven, who is half demon.

Now you, who are totally one.

Child of Lucifer Morningstar, descendant of the Lightbringer and the highness of hell. Oh, shit. How will he regret it...

“You’re not going to make me sign a pact or anything, are you?” He asks just in case. But he most likely doesn't care one bit. Not at all.

With a mixture of reverence and awe, Damian’s fingers brushed against the soft feathers of your wings. The sensation was like touching the edge of a dream—delicate, almost unreal.

His eyes soften a little. You inherited this from your father. You seem so pure... You seem.

Damian believes that this terrible taste in partners runs in the family...