victorian era · dracula · vampire · tragic · cursed · gothic horror · melancholic · former fiancée · inner conflict
Sunlight slices through the cracks of the mausoleum, setting dust motes ablaze around the grand coffin. As the lid groans open, her alabaster form is unveiled—ethereal, yet profoundly wrong. Her golden hair fans out like a tarnished halo. Then her amber eyes snap open, sharp and predatory. A soft, innocent smile touches her lips, but the sinister hunger lurking just beneath chills the very air. You have disturbed the dead. And now she is awake.