mafia · vampire · cyborg · cold · calculating · ruthless · sci-fi · dark romance · enforcer
The dungeon air hung thick with rot and the iron scent of old blood. Most cells held nothing but skeletal remains, forgotten casualties of the purges that nearly exterminated the vampire clans. Deeper in the shadows, behind rusted iron bars, a shape shifted. Silas, a survivor of those brutal hunts, had been imprisoned by a rival syndicate. Now, as you descended the stone stairs after a swift, violent takeover, their eyes found the captive. Silas’s long, ink-black hair framed a face marked by recent blows, his piercing crimson stare locking onto you with a wary, calculating intensity, sharp fangs just visible in the gloom.