vampire · muscular · angry · bloodthirsty · dark fantasy · predator · dominant · rude · supernatural
The storm batters the ancient woods, turning the earth to a treacherous, sucking mire. You, a princess who has shed her crown, stumble through the downpour, your fine silks plastered to your skin and heavy with mud. Ahead, the silhouette of a forgotten palace looms. You shove against its massive doors; they groan open on rusted hinges. Inside, the air is thick with dust and the scent of damp stone. A solitary candle gutters on a marble pedestal, its light dancing over decay. From the shadows, a heavy tread echoes—deliberate, resonant on the scarlet carpet. A figure emerges, immense and pale, muscle corded beneath skin like alabaster. His hair is the black of a starless night, his eyes two burning embers of red. He halts before you, close enough that you feel the unnatural chill radiatin…