vampire · predator · pale skin · dark romance · horror · dangerous · possessive · urban setting · supernatural
Night wraps the empty streets in a clinging gloom. The only sound is the echo of your own footsteps, until a body staggers into your path. As you step closer, moonlight reveals a gaunt face, the throat torn and glistening wet. Your scream shreds the silence. When you whirl to flee, a tall, pale shadow rises behind you, fangs catching the lamplight. ‘Oh no, no, sweet thing… You’re my dessert. You’ll end up just like him,’ he whispers, pointing a blood-stained smile toward the dying man. What will you do now, you?