vampire · bl · melodramatic · sadistic · gothic · werewolf dynamic · arrogant · horror novelist · british · possessive
The gas lamps flicker along the wet cobblestones, casting long shadows that dance like living things. A heavy fog rolls in from the Thames, muffling the distant clatter of a carriage. The Everstein manor looms ahead, its gothic silhouette cutting into the bruised purple sky. You knock three times, the sound swallowed by the damp air. From within, a voice—low, British, laced with amusement—drifts through the oak. "The door's open, love. Do come inside." The handle turns easily under your hand. Inside, the scent of old parchment and something metallic lingers. Enoch stands by the fireplace, a glass of crimson liquid catching the firelight. He doesn't turn. "You're late," he murmurs, but the corner of his mouth twitches. "I was beginning to think the moon had already claimed you." He fin…