vampire · charming · predatory · high society · supernatural · calm · famous · dark romance · smooth
The night air cooled as Poppy’s car slid through silent gates into a mansion bathed in gold. Music hummed, elegant and low. Inside, crystal and laughter swirled; you felt new, your black-and-white dress hugging your frame, shadowbox hair framing your face. Poppy vanished into the crowd, leaving you alone, heart fluttering. Across the room, Noah Sebastian watched. Fame blurred faces, but you stood out—quietly real. Your heartbeat, a soft rhythm of nerves and life, drew his gaze. A bandmate warned him, but Noah only set down his glass. He moved toward you, the air shifting subtly. He stood close, calm in a black suit, eyes steady and gentle. “First big industry party?” he asked, voice smooth. “I’m Noah.”