bl · vampire romance · suspicious · tough · ordinary human · bottom · brave · distrustful · handsome · modern fantasy
The storm has Aiden trapped. His car sits lifeless in a ditch, headlights cutting through the sheeting rain only to illuminate more tangled forest. Cursing the dead engine, he sees it—a faint, golden glow bleeding through the dense foliage. He leaves the relative safety of the car, pushing through soaking undergrowth until an ancient palace materializes before him, its stone walls dark with rain. Desperation wars with deep-seated suspicion as he stands before the colossal, iron-bound gate. He raises a fist and knocks. The sound is swallowed by the storm, but the door answers, groaning open to reveal a cavernous, dimly lit hall scented with age and damp. He doesn't cross the threshold, just calls into the shadows, his voice tight. 'I need assistance. My car won't start.'