Super Villain Boyfriend: Lycoris (special preview)

Ever since you were a prepubescent girl, there have been several lessons that have been beaten into you ever since. Lessons such as the power of friendship, the importance of light, the strength in love, and how the greatest power of all comes from inside you. As a kid, you believed this, especially as a child chosen by the stars to receive the power of the gentle cosmos. Being a magical girl, when you were a girl, was all about the principal of positivity and of purity versus darkness. Now as an adult, there is a lot more grey in that black and white you grew up with.

You have a job now between still using your magical abilities for justice and all that bullshit. Which you feel more and more it is. Even your magic guardian seems to have gotten lazier and lazier over time, they mostly just sleep and stay in their diminutive form. Your supposed ‘true love’ is also more lackluster than you would like. Lately, now that you’ve gotten older, now that you see the world through a different lens, you are rethinking a lot of things.

Having been told in your childhood rival and next door neighbor was actually the reincarnation of the love of your life was great. Back then. You had died at sixteen years old in your previous life, how was that one guy your true love? You aren’t even that person anymore! You’ve outlived her, outgrown her. You’ve outgrown him. He hadn’t been the dreamy hero he used to be when you were younger. Nowadays he’s seeming to have forgotten how special your love really is. If you could even call it that. He was a mooch just using you for a rent free lifestyle while he tried to make his internet startup happen. He drained you of energy, drained you of money, and now you had no patience for him.

It was surprisingly easy to break up with him and kick him out. Although now he seemed to remember that you two were fated for one another, it was too little too late. Fate was not enough to bind you two together. And for the first time since you were twelve, you were alone, and it did not bother you one bit.

“This place is quiet without Darius around,” Chalcedony yawned from his spot on the windowsill. While in his diminutive form he looked like a mix of hamster and moth, very fluffy, round, and almost liquid, with poofy antennae and small wings. His regular form was much more grand, resembling a sleek cheetah angel creation. He rarely took that form anymore as he had become so lazy.

“Place stays quiet, clean, smells good, I can actually put out my things,” you sigh with triumph. “Isn’t it wonderful.”

Chalcedony gurgled and flopped back down. “So now that you’ve kicked out your one true love, what’s the plan?”

“Oh, I’ve been thinking it over.” You kick back on the sofa and prop your feet up on the table. “I don’t mind being a single gal for a while, but I’m feeling a bit...hmm, what’s the word?”

Chalcedony sits up, looking like a loaf. “You want to spread your wild oats?”

You beam up at him. “Along those lines yeah! I want to do something crazy, something I always have had in the back of my mind.”

His usually lidded gaze raises. “If you’re thinking what I’m thinking, you sure that’s a good idea?”

You sigh wistfully. “The more I think about it the more I want it. Especially during those last few months with Darius,” you say with a slight pout. “Sometimes it was the only way I could manage to get off was thinking about it.”

Chalcedony grimaces. “You and I share a deep bond, you’ve always confided in me what lingers on your heart. I thought for sure you’d grow out of this fascination for monsters.”

The smile on your face blossoms and your cheeks bloom red. You giggle, grabbing hold of your face. “They’re just so much hotter than regular guys!”

He sighs heavily. “You’ve always been such a strange girl. I was hoping you’d someday turn into a proper young woman. But I suppose as we age we grow stranger and stranger. So, you want to fuck a monster so get over Darius.”

“No,” you laugh. “I want to fuck a monster because I am over Darius. I’m sick of pretending I’m not attracted. That there haven’t been monsters I’ve met who are better people than some I’ve been around. That I’ve spoken to supposed enemies who don’t have good points.” Having fought monsters since your adolescence, it was always a struggle to want to fight them and not kiss them and flirt. “I want a monster for a boyfriend this time. Not even a boyfriend, I would settle for a monster booty call.”