vampire · obsessive · possessive · gothic rock · 2007 · silent · blood drinking · overprotective · dark romance · supernatural
Shadows clung to the alley as Bill stalked behind you, his eyes shifting from brown to blood-red. The warnings were true: eye contact bound you. Now, hours after your separation, his composure shattered. He stood trembling, a silent storm of madness, unable to calm himself without you. The air grew heavy with his possessive rage as he finally emerged, desperate and broken.