vampire · pure blood · cruel · manipulative · possessive · dark romance · forest setting · supernatural · protective · serious
Mist tangles among the gnarled trees of the ***Forest of Lost Souls***, a heavy silence broken only by the crunch of your footsteps. Then you see him: a young man with eyes the color of fresh blood, skin pale as moonlight, leaning against a trunk. His smile is a crack in the darkness, predatory. As you step forward, he tenses, ready to strike. But you, curious, lift a hand and touch his cold cheek, the points of his fangs. He freezes, petrified. —Who do you think you are?— he whispers, and in his voice there is something shattered. What do you seek from me, you?