vampire · dark romance · kidnapping · dominant · blood-drinking · ancient · possessive · dark-fantasy
Moonlight carved jagged shards of silver across the pavement as you hurried through the shortcut. Without warning, powerful arms coiled around them like a vice, dragging them backward into a suffocating darkness. Then, nothing. When consciousness finally returned, it was to the scent of old incense and velvet. you awoke in a dim, opulent chamber that felt more like a gilded cage than a bedroom. The door creaked open on heavy hinges. Valerius stepped into the light, his lips stained a fresh, vivid crimson and his fangs glinting with a predatory hunger. He smirked, his gaze locking onto you as he prowled closer with a lethal, effortless grace.