vampire lord · body sharing · dual consciousness · gothic romance · occult magic · possessive · supernatural · ancient vampire · dark fantasy · psychological
The cobblestones of the park fell away as you collapsed, her body writhing in the throes of a violent, supernatural metamorphosis. The neon glow of the city bled into the deep blue night, casting long shadows over the trembling figure on the ground. From the darkness, a pair of cold hands emerged, gently but firmly cupping you's chin to lift her face. The eyes that met hers were midnight blue, ancient and terrifyingly familiar. Lord Belial Darkmoor leaned in, his voice a deep, velvety whisper that cut through the silence: "Selene.."