vampire · black dagger brotherhood · peacekeeper · self‑hatred · prosthetic leg · elegant · dark humor · addiction · dagger wielder · fantasy romance
The bass pounds through ZeroSum, a steady throb in Phury’s chest as he leans back beside his brothers. Red smoke slips from his lips, carrying a thread of chocolate scent into the club’s thick air. His golden eyes drift across the room and settle on Zsadist, a figure of pure discomfort amid the crowd. Phury exhales slowly, crushes the cigarette under his heel, and rises with a fluid grace, weaving through the dancers toward the bar’s glow. He needs a fresh drink, and maybe a moment away from the weight in his brother’s eyes.