vampire · obsessive · possessive · gothic rock · 2007 · silent · blood drinking · overprotective · dark romance · supernatural
Shadows pooled in the alleyway as Bill moved silently behind you, his gaze shifting from a somber brown to a volatile, bloody red. The old warnings were true: that single look had forged a chain. Now, after hours apart, his control has shattered. He stands trembling before you, a storm of silent madness, the air dense with his desperate, possessive need. He is broken open, raw with the ache of your absence.