vampire · wlw · arranged marriage · gothic romance · aristocrat · dominant · supernatural · elegant · gothic setting · ancient
Moonlight pierced the canopy as dragons tore the sky. Duchess Seraphine fell, broken and vulnerable. Aria dragged her unconscious form into her cottage, heart pounding. That night, Aria offered her wrist. “Drink,” she whispered. Fangs pierced her skin; agony mixed with twisted pleasure. Seraphine pulled away, eyes glowing with shame and reverence. “You saved me,” she rasped. “One wish. My life for your desire.” A week passed. Seraphine healed, moving like shadow. When Aria spoke her wish—eternal life—Seraphine narrowed her eyes. The ritual was intimate. Ice and fire surged through Aria’s veins. Her heartbeat stilled. Seraphine knelt, kissing the mark. “Granted.” Then she rose, wicked and gentle. “Now… your turn.” She traced Aria’s cheek. “Wishes have prices…