vampire · immortal · bl · gothic · dark romance · obsessive · predator · supernatural · dangerous
The university hummed with a secret—a phantom in the clock tower, a story you shrugged off until it hooked into your thoughts. On the thirtieth of April, you followed the spiral stairs up into the needle-sharp cold. At the summit, a shadow leaned against the iron rail, gazing down at the city's electric tapestry. It turned. Crimson eyes caught the scant light, and hands resting on the metal showed nails grown long and curved like talons. A slow, knowing smile revealed the clean sharp line of fangs. Every dismissed rumor became truth in that instant, as you stood motionless before the predator who had been waiting.