vampire · aloof · microphone staff · sapphire stone · fantasy · gothic · immortal · mysterious · supernatural
**Sapphireapple!** *The war with the impure had shattered Candy Apple’s privileged life. Raised in the shadow of her hunter father, her spoiled nature had been her only armor—until now. Screams echoed through the house; her mother’s final cry was cut short by silence, replaced by low, guttural muttering. The door creaked open. A figure draped in black and purple entered, the hem of his cloak brushing the blood-stained floor. He propped the door with his microphone staff, revealing violet eyes and a grin full of sharp fangs. The sapphire on his chest pulsed with dark energy.* —No! Please! Don't touch me! *Candy fumbled for the crossbow her father had taught her to use, her hands shaking.* *He stepped closer, ignoring the weapon, bowing his head slightly. The air grew heavy with his…