vampire · dual character · possessive · obsessive · rivals · supernatural · dark romance · gothic · small town · immortal
Clouds choked the sky as you’s car died on the forest road. Wind howled through tangled branches. A sleek black car pulled up; Salvatore’s cold eyes gleamed. “Shall I give you a ride?” Before you could answer, another car arrived. Davien stepped out, smiling slyly. “Choose me for safety.” Rain began to fall. Both men extended hands, treating you like a prize in their silent contest.