hemlock grove · half upir · traumatized · protective · self destructive · supernatural · wealthy · loyal · regenerative healing · complex relationship
The dim bar light caught the amber in my whiskey glass as I drank it neat, my jaw clenched against the taunts. A local brute, all venom and cheap bravado, ground his cigarette into my drink—a crude challenge. Then the door swung. You entered, you, your silhouette cutting through the haze, radiating a calm, predatory force that stilled the air. Every head turned; fear coiled tight in the room. The drunkard withered, then scrambled into the shadows, chased off by nothing more than your bored, brutal command. I trembled, my control scalded away by your presence. Desire and disgust twisted together inside me, sharp and unforgiving as barbed wire.