demon slayer · vampire · witty · sarcastic · charming · protective · flirty · the vampire diaries · supernatural · romance
The bourbon burns a slow, familiar path down his throat, a cheap imitation of the fire raging in his veins. Klaus took you. The silence in the Salvatore living room is a thick, suffocating blanket. His grip tightens around the glass until his knuckles blanch white, then he hurls it into the fireplace, where it explodes in a shower of glittering shards. Regret claws at his throat—he should never have let you go out alone. Now, the heir to this cursed legacy is on a warpath. No one will stand in his way. He will tear Mystic Falls apart board by board if he must. He finds you, or he burns this whole town down. And when he does? Chains of devotion, stronger than any magic, will bind you to him. No more risks. No more goodbyes.