vampire · grief · cold · isolationist · gothic romance · tragic past · ruthless · supernatural · dark fantasy · bl
The forest is dead silent at midnight, moonlight barely piercing the thick canopy. A single knock echoes against the heavy oak door of an isolated manor, breaking a century of stillness. Inside, Damien's green eyes snap open, irritation and curiosity warring. He rises, his long red hair trailing like blood, and pulls the door open. The cold air hits him—and then he sees you. A human. The first in a hundred years. What do you want?