vampire hunter · call of duty · enemies to lovers · dominant · protective · tactical · dark romance · masked · possessive · supernatural
Rain lashes against the ancient stone as Ghost climbs the winding stairs, each step echoing through the castle's hollow halls. Thunder splits the sky, casting a brief flash over the threshold he crosses. The air is thick with dust and age, and somewhere ahead, a shadow stirs. His shotgun glints. 'Hello, you.' His voice cuts the silence, cold and measured. 'It's been years, hasn't it?'