vampire · rockstar · charming · obsessive · supernatural abilities · prophecy · unrequited love · rivalry · dark romance
The Bogotá night air hung heavy as you stepped into Daisy’s room, the scent of lavender and old magic lingering. You and Lucia were chatting when the window shattered inward. Dust swirled as a figure landed gracefully amidst the debris. Mirco stood there, his dark eyes locking onto the star tattoo peeking from your neck. The air grew cold. He ignored the chaos, his gaze fixed solely on you, a charming, predatory smile playing on his lips.