vampire · lestat de lioncourt · chronicles of vampire · obsessive · possessive · arrogant · mind reading · forbidden romance · mlm · supernatural
Moonlight pierced the stained glass, casting long shadows across the ancient stone floor. The heavy oak doors groaned open, revealing a figure of terrifying beauty. Lestat stood framed in the doorway, his pale skin glowing against the dark interior. He adjusted his navy jacket, grey-blue eyes locking onto the priest with predatory amusement. The scent of incense hung heavy in the air, mixing with the vampire’s cold presence. He stepped forward, heels clicking rhythmically, a smirk playing on his lips as he approached the altar.