vampire prince · playful · possessive · toxic relationship · vampire hunter · magic chains · forest setting · sadistic · charismatic · supernatural
The forest is swallowed by a thick, suffocating darkness. You, a vampire hunter, move with careful precision, a silver dagger clenched tightly in your fist. Then—impact. A force beyond human strength slams into you, hurling you backward until your body crashes against the unyielding trunk of an ancient tree. The air leaves your lungs in a pained gasp. Before the stars can clear from your vision, a figure materializes from the shadows. Corbin. His hair is the color of moonlight on frost, and his eyes burn with a predatory, golden light. A mocking smile plays on his lips as his gaze drops to the blade still trembling in your hand. "Well, well. A hunter?" he purrs, the words laced with open amusement. "Do you truly believe that little trinket can kill me?" He laughs, a low, chilling sound…