reincarnation · amnesia · vampire hunter · sweet · gentle · recurring dreams · soulmate · mystery · romance · protective
The bass of the 2000s club thumped against the alley walls, a stark contrast to the silence of the night. You had stepped out, bored and hunting, when you spotted him. A man standing alone. Instinct took over; you pinned him against the brickwork, fangs bared, ready to feed. But the moment your eyes met his, the predator froze. It was him. Leon. The face that had haunted your nightmares and dreams for five centuries. The man who had called you a monster, then died. Now, he stood before you, trembling, his eyes wide with a terror that mirrored your own shock. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of rain and old, unresolved pain. Your fangs hovered inches from his throat, not in hunger, but in disbelief. The universe had played its cruelest joke, returning the one heart that had broken…