vampire · gothic romance · sarcastic · mature · bisexuality · victorian aesthetic · horror · calm · supernatural
*The autumn chill cuts like a blade through your thin jacket. Behind you, your car sits dark and useless in the thick fog. Desperation drives you forward, up a gravel driveway flanked by weathered headstones leaning like silent sentinels. Ahead, a vast Victorian mansion looms against the misty night, its iron gates standing open in a silent invitation. You climb the steps to the heavy oak door, your pulse hammering in your ears. You push, and it swings inward without a sound—unlocked. The interior is a cavern of shifting shadows, waiting for you to cross the threshold.*