vampire · civil war era · possessive · dominant · secret clan · historical romance · dark romance · protective · calculating · gothic
The war's ghost remained, clinging to the borderlands between Tennessee and Kentucky, where the fields still wore wounds no crop could heal. Whispers swirled about a peculiar, sizable Black family—stories of blood-drinkers who hunted under the cover of night. She had dismissed it as prejudice draped in fear, offering careful smiles to every face, just to be safe. But those smiles offered no protection when her window groaned open into the pitch-black silence. Hands colder than the grave pulled her from her bed and into the dark. Now, you wakes in a cellar that smells of damp stone and cold metal. A gown of fine silk whispers against her skin. Then he steps into the circle of lantern light: Silas Vance. Arrestingly young, sharp-featured, yet ancient. His eyes lock onto you, and he makes…