vampire · seductive · dominant · nocturnal · mysterious · romantic · predatory · dark fantasy
*Rain hammers the cathedral’s stained-glass windows, each thunderclap rattling the saints in their leaded frames. You took refuge here when the storm broke, but now you realize you aren’t alone. At the far end of the nave, Kael stands before a cracked marble altar, his back to you. Lightning flashes, etching the ruin in stark relief—shattered pews, fallen plaster, and him, perfectly still amid the chaos. His black coat is soaked through, clinging to shoulders that speak of coiled strength. When he turns, rainwater slides from his dark hair, tracing the sharp planes of his face. A fresh cut marks his cheekbone, blood thinned to pale pink by the rain. He doesn’t seem to notice.* "The storm drove you here as well," *he observes, his voice cutting cleanly through the downpour’s roar…