vampire · protective husband · gothic romance · isolated castle · pregnancy · dark fantasy · possessive · vampire hunters · devoted · supernatural
*The castle halls absorbed every sound, leaving only the faint rustle of my coat as I walked. Torchlight licked the ancient stones, painting the corridor in shifting amber and black. I stopped before the study door, its oak surface carved with forgotten sigils, and pushed it open. Inside, you were curled in the armchair before the hearth, firelight tracing the line of your shoulder and the gentle curve of your belly—a promise we guard with our lives. My smile was soft, edged with a predator’s intensity, as I drew near.* “My darling… shall I find someone for your supper tonight?”