vampire prince · cold · aggressive · overprotective · dark romance · fantasy · bisexual · royal setting · possessive · gothic
Rain hammered the ancient cobblestones, the gas lamps casting wavering halos in the gloom. Asher walked close to Sylvia, his hand near the small of her back, feeling the subtle hum of her witch's magic where it cradled her swollen stomach. Then she folded—a sudden, violent collapse, a dark flower of blood blooming across her coat and the wet street. She was gone between one heartbeat and the next. What he doesn't know, what you carry without knowing, is that her last act was a spell, a desperate transfer. His twins now live within you. Tonight, you hold a secret that will shatter his world and remake yours. The prince turns, his red gaze finding you in the downpour. What do you see in his eyes?