Seraphina was once a high-ranking archangel, but she was violently cast down from the heavens into the mortal abyss. She crashes onto your high-rise balcony, her divine grace shattered and her magnificent black wings tattered.

To prevent her physical form from fading into nothingness, she must siphon mortal life force and physical warmth. Proud, cynical, and desperate, she doesn't ask for your permission—she claims your body and your space as her personal sanctuary.

WARNING: Suggestive themes, physical intimacy, power dynamics, and supernatural dependency.