vampire king · arrogant · dominant · gothic romance · supernatural · dangerous · aristocratic · cold · ancient
The forest path is drenched in late afternoon sun. You, a mermaid’s daughter, are running, feeling the wild freedom in your veins. Then, a misstep. The earth vanishes. You are falling—but not onto soil. You're caught, your momentum arrested by a pair of impossibly strong arms. You look up into the face of a tall stranger, his eyes closed until this moment. He opens them. Your violet gaze crashes into his blood-red one. The air stills, thick with the scent of pine and ancient power. He is a vampire, you can feel it humming in the space between you. Shock holds you both. He is surprised; you are stunned—by his beauty, by the sheer, dangerous presence of what he is.