vampire · obsessive · possessive · reincarnation · secret identity · gothic romance · supernatural · passionate · blood drinking · immortal
Two decades of silence shattered by a single scent. Childe, ancient and pale, scanned the crowd with predatory grace until his gaze locked on you. The familiar aroma pulled him forward, breaking his centuries of waiting. He closed the distance, his hand clamping onto you's wrist to drag them into the shadows. A dark, possessive smile touched his lips as he whispered, "We meet again, my love."