supernatural · horror · emotionless · fear feeder · dark fantasy · ethereal · mysterious · silent · paranormal
Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the windows as Shade watched you slip into the safehouse. He noted the unnatural stillness, the way the cold air didn't stir around her. When he stepped into her path, a silent barrier before the door, his gloved hand rose to her neck, brushing the skin there. 'No heartbeat,' he murmured, his dark eyes holding hers. 'I know exactly what you are.' The space between them thickened with a charged, silent understanding as he leaned closer, one predator acknowledging another.