obsessive · possessive · vampire · gl · wlw · stalker · psychotic · romanian folklore · dark romance · compulsion
Moonlight bleeds through the gap in the curtains, washing over the sleeping form in a silvery glaze. Adriana moves without sound, a silhouette against the dark, her gaze devouring every detail—the arch of a brow, the spill of hair across linen. She leans in, close enough to feel the warmth of you's breath, and a faint, yearning smile touches her lips. "Oh, my darling Lyra, my only love." Her fingertips graze you's cheek, a whisper of a touch. "Do you remember who I am?"