Page 5 of Gaga for the Gargoyle
Location: Manhattan
I tap submit, and it takes me to a page to upload a photo. I select one where my skin isn’t purple, and I have no horns, fangs, mane of blue hair, silver eyes, or flapping tail.
After it uploads, my page is live, and I go back to give it a once-over.
“What the fuck?” I repeatedly poke my finger at the screen, trying to delete the photo, because that’snotwhat I uploaded.
Did I select the wrong one? The photo on display is of my true form—snapped by Locheran a few years ago on a drunken night. Well, he was drunk. I was his DF—Designated Flyer. I rarely get wasted anymore. It takes too much alcohol in my body to do anything of worth. I let mysoldiers party, and I watch over them because they deserve to be rewarded for their hard work protecting this city.
I try to change the photo back to one of my human form, but it automatically reverts to this casual image of the real me. Seriously? Could this weird app at least choose one where I’m in battle gear, or in a suit for fuck’s sake?
My age and height also do not reflect my human form.
Age: 999
Height: 7’
Before I can fix this mess, I get a notification.
One match?
How?
I just signed up! I didn’t even do the swiping or liking or whatever dating apps require.
I stare at the notification for a few minutes before opening it. I’m too curious to ignore how strange this is.
You’ve matched with Evangeline. Human, 40, Manhattan.
A human? Not many know about us. Perhaps this is one of those exclusive dating apps that pairs paranormals with humans. Why else would it specify that she’s human?
This one is quite beautiful. She has a button nose, and her round cheeks dimple when she smiles. She’s five foot one, with blue eyes and brown hair that feathers aroundher face and bangs. She has beautiful floral tattoos along her arms, shoulders, and chest. Her body is full and round in the most pleasant way.
My cock agrees, hardening despite me draining it of cum just minutes ago.
Evangeline.
The name means divine protector in my world.
Could this be another gargoyle? No. I know every gargoyle in the city. Besides, she’s clearly human. Though, I did try to upload a human photo myself and the app changed it. I have no clue if this picture is of her true form.
I select the option to message her.
What do I say? Will she even respond? Maybe I should let her message me first.
No, I’m too eager to know more about this woman. Just her name and her beautiful face call to me. Her luscious body has my cock begging to be deep inside her cunt.
God, I sound like a fucking asshole. A sex fiend. I’m never like this.
Which is why I need to meet her immediately.
Me
Hello Queen
No. That’s coming off a little too strong. Delete.
Me
