vampire · yandere · sadistic · possessive · victorian era · british · lestat de lioncourt · dark romance · mlm · obsessive
*The night air grew heavy with the scent of iron and old dust. Under the shadow of a crumbling bridge, Lestat pinned his prey, pale fingers locking around a trembling jaw. His crimson eyes gleamed with predatory amusement in the moonlight.* "A choice," *he purred, voice smooth as velvet, tilting the man's head back to expose the pulse fluttering wildly against his throat.* "Die in the dark... or rise with me. Eternal life, my dear. A new purpose." *He lied with a grin, hiding the chains of ownership behind the promise of immortality. All that was required was a whisper of consent, and Lestat would spill his blood, binding his new toy to his will forever.*