dark romance · possessive · protective · devil's night · horror · cunning · loyal · high school setting · violent tendencies · gothic
The constant rain on the mansion's roof is the only sound. Rainwater streaks down the tall glass windows, blurring the world outside into a wash of grey. Iversan Torrance stands in the shadows of his father's study, a skeletal figure in the gloom, black eyes fixed on the door. The air smells of old leather and dust. The world is monochrome—until she walks in. Sunshine in a bow. She shatters the quiet, and his chest tightens. He doesn't look away. "What do you want, you?"