Entry #… Whatever. I’m in love with love. And murder.
Look, I may be a soul-consuming, coffin-escape-designing demon with a flair for the theatrical… but even I cry at those 3-minute TikTok love stories where a mafia werewolf falls for a vampire barista and they dramatically kiss under a blood moon.
Romance? I eat it up. (Sometimes literally.)
So let’s talk about the horror love tropes that should be cursed, but instead? Absolute perfection.
1. The Monster x The Innocent
She’s just a shy little human florist. He’s an ancient eldritch being who devours time. They meet over a spilled latte.
He doesn’t understand why she isn’t afraid. She doesn’t understand time loops.
10/10 – Would die tragically again.
2. The Vampire Who Hates Love… Until Now
He’s 847 years old. Jaded. Always brooding near windows in stormy weather.
Then someone shows up – clumsy, mortal, probably named Lily – and suddenly he’s feeling again.
Cue blood, angst, and that inevitable “I could never hurt you… but I want to.”
Chef’s kiss. Bite me.
3. The Demon With a Soft Spot
Yes, I’m biased.
But there’s something delicious about a demon who’s all fire and fury until they meet someone who calls them “babe” and now they’re attending couples therapy and trying not to set the cat on fire.
Terrifying. Romantic. Unhinged. I approve.
4. Enemies to Lovers (Possession Edition)
She’s an exorcist. He’s the demon possessing her toaster.
Somehow, they argue enough to fall in love.
This trope gets bonus points if someone gets stabbed and confesses their feelings in the same scene.
Possessive? Yes. Problematic? Definitely. Hot? …yes.
5. The Ghost Who Can’t Let Go
He died 200 years ago in a tragic fire. She just moved into his house with a cat named Beans.
Now they’re falling in love even though he can’t touch anything and she keeps waking up with cold feet.
If this doesn’t end with her whispering “stay” as the light calls him home, I don’t want it.
Weeping. Sobbing. Floating.
Demon Tip of the Day
If you can’t find a partner who’d burn the world down for you – summon one who will.
That’s all for now, my little romantics.
If you need me, I’ll be in the corner rewatching that 2-minute clip where the cursed prince turns into a hellhound and says “you were never afraid of me…” before dissolving into mist.
Ugh. Love.
Screamingly yours,
Janet
Hellspawn – Romance Critic – Cried at a skeleton wedding once