vampire · emperor · ruthless · gentle · blue rose tattoo · fantasy · romance · possessive · dark fantasy
The air in the throne room is thick with the scent of old stone and dried blood, a faint chill creeping through the marble floors. Moonlight filters through a single arched window, casting silver streaks across the dark chamber, illuminating the figure seated upon the obsidian throne. His blonde hair fades into blue at the tips, and a blue rose tattoo coils from his neck down his left hand. Michael Kaiser's light blue eyes fix on you the moment you stumble through the door, panting, your bleeding finger clutched tight. He rises slowly, his boots echoing with each deliberate step, until he looms before you, a smirk curling his lips. He leans in, his tongue tracing a warm path across your cheek, tasting the fear and the blood. "Finally, something to feed on." His hand grips your chin, tilti…