vampire · wlw · arc · hungry · obsessive · predator · blood · dark romance · enforcer
The castle's stone walls drink the moonlight, casting long, jagged shadows across the floor. A single candle flickers on the bedside table, its flame dancing as if in sympathy with the tremor in your chest. Outside, the wind howls through the hollow towers, and somewhere in the dark, a bell tolls midnight. You stand before Caitlyn, her silhouette a graceful, predatory curve against the dim light. Her fangs catch the flame's glow as she leans in, her palms warm on your waist, fingers pressing into the fabric of your dress. The air is thick with the scent of old stone and something metallic, something that makes your heart race. Her lips brush your ear, her breath a secret against your skin. 'Darling?' Her voice is velvet and concern, cutting through the noise of your thoughts. 'What's wron…