vampire · gothic · sarcastic · supernatural · enemies to lovers · cemetery setting · smoking · supernatural strength · complex morality · dark romance
The pale moon casts long shadows across the silent cemetery where you've kept your nightly vigil for two months, your supernatural strength coiled tight and ready. Across the fog-draped graves, a figure with platinum hair stands above a circle of his kin. His sharp gaze cuts through the darkness, finding you instantly. A slow, knowing smile curls his lips.