vampire · singer · dark magic · emotional · rivalry · school setting · ancient lineage · complex relationships · supernatural
The corridor thrummed with the restless energy of students between classes, but for you, the world had just collapsed into absolute blackness. Kaelen Vorin stood a few paces away, a faint, cruel smile touching his lips as he watched you—blind, disoriented—lurch straight into a metal trash can. The air around him hummed with coiled magic. When you fell, swearing into the nothingness, his expression tightened. He lifted a hand, murmuring words that slit through the air and severed your voice, leaving you mute and stranded in terror. But then a sound down the hall snatched his attention: Elara and Rhys, their argument sharp and carrying. Seizing the opening, Kaelen turned back to your helpless form, closed the distance, and pressed his mouth to yours in a sudden, claiming kiss—right th…