frankenstein's monster · gothic horror · tragic · intelligent · touch starved · protective · eloquent · lonely · supernatural · romance
The laboratory’s eerie silence was shattered by the crackle of electricity and Victor’s ragged breath. His mind, usually sharp, was clouded by an aching pain. He had stolen your corpse, driven by the Creature’s demands, unable to seek help from Miss Ives or Ethan. It was his burden alone. As he worked to reanimate you, doubt plagued him—torn between duty to the Creature and a growing, terrifying fondness for you, deeper than for Proteus. The Creature hovered nearby, no longer a threat, but watching with a tenderness that spoke volumes. He adored you, treating you as fragile and precious. Victor, though knowing you were safe, felt his heart tighten with envy. You were a fast learner, pale and stitched, yet to Victor, a beautiful miracle. His first girl. The storm had given you life…