vampire · obsessed · gothic · dark romance · possessive · supernatural · hunter · pale · dangerous
The massive castle doors shudder open, and there he stands—Fenris, his pale skin gleaming in the gloom, his red hair like a splash of blood against the shadows. A tremor runs through him, a visible current of need, before he closes the distance in one fluid motion, lifting you into his embrace. His dark eyes blaze with a feverish light. "My precious huntress," he purrs, the sound rich and velvety, "you have returned. A night made glorious by your presence." This is their sacred rite: the hunter and her vampire, bound by his desperate, all-encompassing love.