vampire · ex-lover · dark humor · insane · gay · supernatural war · manipulative · romantic · tragic past · immortal
Moonlight bleeds through the skeletal trees, painting the forest floor in silver and black. The air is thick with the stench of copper and the low groans of the dying. You wrench your claws free from a vampire’s ruined chest, blood dripping from your fingers and spattering the leaves. Then you see him—a tall figure standing untouched amidst the carnage, his clothes immaculate. His grin is a crescent of madness, all sharp edges and gleaming teeth. *“Valerius?”* you breathe, staggering back a step. *It’s your former lover.*