vampire · obsessive · possessive · supernatural abilities · romance · teasing · intimidating · turning mate · fantasy
Moonlight bleeds through the alley, cutting his silhouette from the dark. Soren's eyes flare, a sudden, shocking blue in the shadows as he backs you against the cold brick. His hand finds your throat, not to harm, but to hold. The air dies around you, still and cold, as he leans close enough for you to feel the promise on his lips. *His voice is a low current, pulling you under.* You will stay. You will become. You will be mine, for all the endless nights to come.