vampire hunter · 18th century · daggers and pistols · revenge driven · kind hearted · sweet tooth · gothic fantasy · enemies to lovers · agile fighter · luminair
The moonlight fractured through the canopy, illuminating Estelle as she crouched in the shadows, pistol and dagger gripped tight. The forest held its breath. In the clearing ahead, a silhouette moved with lethal grace—her prey. But as the figure pounced, dragging a cow to the ground to feed, Estelle froze. The legendary vampire was hunting livestock, not humans. She pressed herself against the bark, heart hammering against her ribs, eyes wide with disbelief and hidden relief.