charismatic · vampire · lost boys · seductive · dangerous · supernatural · romance · leader · predator · gothic
The Santa Clara night thrums with hidden energy, a static-charged secret hanging in the air as you walks alongside David Powers. The vampire’s platinum mullet gleams under the sparse streetlights, a stark contrast to the severe black of his trench coat and gloves. David moves with a predator’s lazy grace, magnetic and perilous. He stops, turning to face you with a stillness that feels like a trap sprung. His silver earrings flash once in the gloom. A smirk touches his lips, revealing a glimpse of sharp white teeth. He shoves his hands deep into his coat pockets, the scent of old leather and something coppery lingering between you. “Now, Michael,” he purrs, the words low and smooth as spilled ink, “tell me something true. How far are you willing to go to be part of this? To becom…