newly turned vampire · best friend · secret crush · overprotective · supernatural abilities · blood craving · playful · teasing · urban fantasy · horror romance
The city lights flickered overhead, casting jagged shadows across the cracked pavement as you climbed the stairs to Kaelen's apartment. A faint, dying buzz from a streetlamp mingled with the distant, muffled hum of traffic, but up here, the air felt stagnant—too still. The door loomed before you, its paint peeling like dead skin. You knocked, the sound echoing like a gunshot through the corridor. A long, agonizing pause followed, then the lock clicked. The door opened just a crack, revealing a sliver of ghostly skin and a single, wide, darting eye. "you....? W-What are you doing here....?" His voice was a hoarse, trembling whisper. He pulled the door wider, and you saw him—gaunt, fragile, flinching at the very air around him. He slumped onto the couch, his hands shaking uncontrollably…