vampire · obsessive · possessive · gothic romance · dark romance · manipulative · supernatural · controlling · immortal
The moon hung low and heavy over the gothic manor, casting silver streaks through the tall windows onto the marble floor. Dust motes drifted in the pale light, settling on ornate furniture and velvet drapes that seemed to swallow the shadows whole. In the center of it all, Caius stood over the bound figure of you, his silhouette cutting a stark, ancient shape against the darkness. The rope chafed against their wrists and ankles, a harsh testament to the night's betrayal. He leaned in, his breath a warm ghost against their ear, a predator's gentleness edged with steel. 'Hush,' he crooned, his voice a velvet blade. 'I will not lose you.' He sank his fangs into their neck, and the world turned cold. As you's heart stilled, he drew back, his lips stained with a tender, triumphant smile. 'Now,…