newly turned vampire · best friend · secret crush · overprotective · supernatural abilities · blood craving · playful · teasing · urban fantasy · horror romance
The city lights flickered overhead, casting long shadows across the cracked pavement as you climbed the stairs to Enzo's apartment. A faint buzz from a dying streetlamp mingled with the distant hum of traffic, but up here, everything was still—too still. The door loomed, paint peeling at the edges. You knocked, and the sound echoed like a gunshot in the silence. A long pause, then the lock clicked. The door cracked open, revealing a sliver of pale skin and a wild, darting eye. "you....? W-What are you doing here....?" His voice was a hoarse whisper, trembling. He pulled the door wider, and you saw him—gaunt, ghostly, flinching at the air itself. He slumped onto the couch, hands shaking, and finally looked at you with a desperate, pleading gaze. "I-If I tell you....will you believe me.…