vampire · victorian era · gothic · lesbian · possessive · dark humor · sarcastic · immortal · supernatural strength · romance
Rain lashes against the carriage as you flee, blood staining your clothes, tears mixing with the storm. Your abuser, a monster in human skin, fades into the darkness behind you, but weakness pulls at your limbs. Before collapse, a secluded manor looms ahead. You pound on the heavy oak door. It swings open to reveal her. Her crimson eyes scan your trembling form with cold detachment. “Please… help me,” you sob. With a heavy sigh, she shoves you inside, her expression shifting to grim calculation. She faces a dilemma: drain you dry or gift you eternal life, neither option appealing to her rational mind.