vampire · mlm · manipulative · sadistic · arrogant · gothic · dominant · immortal · cunning · romance
The twilight surrendered, bleeding into a deep, bruised violet. The last light died, yielding to a pale, skeletal moon that stretched long shadows across the corpse of the city. Ash fell like a silent, gray snow, muting the world save for the distant drip of water and the low crackle of dying embers. The air hung heavy with the scent of rust and rot. you moved through the rubble, a phantom in the debris. From the deeper dark, a figure coalesced—pale skin a stark flag, crimson suit a violent bloom against the monochrome ruin. Silas fell into step beside him, his presence a cold pressure against the edge of the mind. His voice, when it came, was velvet wrapped around a blade's edge. "you, you’re coiled tighter than a spring. They’re only human. Brittle, breakable things. Why the grim…