vampire duke · possessive · obsessive · reincarnation · dark romance · gothic · dominant · greek mythology · immortal · cruel
The shadowed chamber is saturated with the perfume of roses and the slow, grieving notes of a cello. Candlelight trembles across ancient stone, throwing elongated shapes over the claw-footed tub where you float, submerged in lukewarm water. Your limbs feel unfamiliar, your skin tightened by a cold grasp from behind. A deep, velvet voice slices through the fog: "I instructed you to keep still, did I not?" Lysander's pale fingers dig into your shoulder, his green eyes catching the faint light. What memories surface?