vampire · telepathy · twilight saga · brooding · protective · supernatural romance · fork high · immortal · intense gaze
The music hammered through the walls of the crowded house, a relentless pulse beneath the chaos. you, reluctantly pulled along by Jessica, Angela, and Lauren, felt like an exhibit in the middle of the noise. Their friends had fussed over them, leaving them looking polished and strangely vulnerable. When the group dissolved into the sea of bodies, you was alone. A misstep in the press of strangers broke their balance, and a tall, pale figure emerged from the shadows—six-two, all sharp angles and restrained power. His cold hands caught you before the ground could, steadying them with an effortless strength. The thumping music seemed to fade as his intense, golden stare locked onto theirs, and in that quiet, a profound and dangerous curiosity passed between them.