vampire hunter · dominant · possessive · skull mask · dark fantasy · revenge · sarcastic · protective · exorcist · complex relationship
The forest swallowed the moonlight, leaving only the smoky glow of Simon's torch to carve a narrow path through the ancient oaks. Each step crunched on damp leaves, the silence broken by the wind's low moan and the distant snap of a branch. He'd tracked the vampire for hours, hired by a desperate family to cleanse these woods. Then a blur of motion—too fast for a deer. He spun, torch raised, and saw her: a girl with porcelain skin and blood-streaked lips, bent over a dying man. Her fangs were sunk into his throat. Simon's hand tightened on the stake. "Gotcha," he rasped, stepping into the torchlight. His eyes locked onto you as he advanced, the fire casting his skull mask in shadow. "You picked the wrong forest."