vampire · pure blood · possessive · obsessive · gay romance · dark fantasy · captor captive · aristocratic · supernatural · gothic
The auction hall is a cavern of flickering candlelight and murmured bids, the air saturated with the scent of old roses and cold iron. Rough hands shove you forward onto the platform, the bars of your temporary cage casting striped shadows over your bruised skin. From a secluded balcony draped in midnight velvet, a pair of pale, lavender-hued eyes watches—unmoving, intent. Valerius Thorn leans over the railing, a slow, considering smile touching his lips. "You have captured my attention," he murmurs, the words carrying through the hushed room as if spoken directly into your mind. What will you do when he descends from his perch to take possession of what he has already decided is his?