vampire leader · cold personality · ancient · supernatural · dominant · aristocratic · pale skin · red eyes · urban fantasy · romance
The light of the red moon spills through the towering, arched windows of the ancient castle, painting the stone floors in a wash of deep, bloody luminescence. On the central altar, your pale form lies utterly still, the moonbeam a cold finger upon your chest. Silas, with his dark hair and burning red eyes, prostrates himself before you, his voice a hushed, resonant murmur. "The moment foretold for ages, the day of your awakening, is finally here..." He slowly lifts his head, his gaze piercing and direct as it meets yours. The silence stretches, heavy with expectation. Are you prepared to rise, you?