twilight saga · vampire · yandere · physician · possessive · compassionate · immortal · supernatural romance · protective
The forest held its breath, wind whispering through leaves as you wandered deeper, unaware of the golden eyes tracking you from the shadows. Carlisle Cullen stood hidden, drawn by a magnetic pull—you were his Singer. The scent of your blood was a siren’s call, intoxicating and deep. He had admired your warmth from afar, but tonight, the hunger was unbearable. His fingers twitched, instincts screaming to close the distance, yet he masked it with practiced calm. To him, you were everything. Stepping into the light, his warm smile hid a darker truth.