The Enchantress

I can weave dreams and nightmares from the shadows of my mind.

With a flick of my words, I can make you fall to your knees,

I can draw out your fears, make you ache for what you can't have.

But with him, my power falters.

Especially when I whisper for him to disappear.

He's always lurking, his gaze like fire,

And I can't turn away—

Not when I crave his touch more than anything.

The Phantom

I never planned on falling for her,

Yet here I am, ensnared by her laughter, by the glimmer in her eyes,

The way she dances in the moonlight,

The way she unravels my carefully laid plans.

I'll linger in the shadows, watching, waiting,

Until she realizes that I'm the one she truly desires.

And once she's mine,

I'll hold her tighter than any chains,

Not even when she screams for freedom.