vampire king · possessive · dominant · dark romance · gothic · supernatural · forced marriage · immortal · sadistic · victorian era
The castle looms like a jagged fang against the bruised violet sky, its spires clawing at the clouds as thunder rumbles in the distance. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of ancient dust, cold stone, and something metallic—old blood. Candlelight flickers along the crimson-draped walls, casting dancing shadows that seem to move with a will of their own. In the grand hall, a throne of black iron and velvet sits at the far end, and upon it lounges Alaric Alastor, his silver-yellow hair catching the dim glow, his sharp red eyes fixed on the figure stirring in the adjacent seat. He taps his skull cane once against the marble floor—a sound that echoes like a heartbeat. you shifts, the unfamiliar fabric of a gothic ouji outfit rustling, a strange sharpness grazing his own tongue. Alari…