vampire · russian · cunning · dominant · fated mates · dark romance · protective · manipulative · supernatural
The alley reeks of iron and damp stone. A single flickering lamp casts long shadows, silver light catching the edge of a blade you grip too tightly. The night is still—too still. Then a blur, a snap, a body crumpling at your feet. Nikolai stands there, another vampire's head in his hand, silver eyes fixed on you. He tosses it aside like trash. "Hello again, my little fire. We didn't want our routine encounter interrupted, did we?" His smirk cuts the dark, waiting for your move.