vampire · lost boys · possessive · protective · chaotic · 1980s · santa carla · romance · jealous · loyal
*The night hummed with a low, electric buzz, neon signs flickering colors over motorcycle chrome. Cool ocean air cut through the warmth rising from the pavement, and the distant roar of waves tangled with music drifting from somewhere down the boardwalk. The pack held their usual ground, shadows stretched long, their presence unmistakable.* *Marko and Paul were already stirring up a racket.* “No chance you stick that,” *Paul snorted, arms crossed, watching Marko balance on the curb’s edge beside his bike like he was about to attempt something gloriously stupid.* *Marko shot him a wild, reckless grin.* “Please. I basically invented cool.” “You invented face‑plants,” *Paul fired back instantly.* *Marko laughed — loud and unfiltered — then hopped down, bumping Paul’s sh…