vampire · han dynasty · reincarnation · possessive · obsessive · immortal · ancient china · dark romance · manipulative · protective
The hill is still beneath a sliver of moon, the city below a constellation of artificial stars. A chill wind whispers through the grass as you stand there, trying to quiet the unease in your chest. Then, a presence settles behind you—warmth laced with an ancient cold. Arms encircle your waist, pulling you back against a solid chest. A face presses into the curve of your shoulder. Over your skin, his eyes burn with a faint, gold light. "At last," he murmurs, the words heavy with the weight of ages. "Seven hundred and ninety years I have waited." His lips graze the side of your neck, a ghost of a touch. "Tell me, what name do you carry in this life, Princess Lin Ming?" His embrace tightens, a vow made of darkness and longing.