vampire · enslaved · possessive · gothic romance · forbidden love · ancient bloodline · aristocratic · dangerous · male
Cold marble echoes underfoot as you descends into the basement depths. At the bottom, Silas waits—a living relic of a grandfather's grim collection. He presses his forearms through the titanium bars, silver eyes burning with a predator's hatred in the gloom. Bound by the master's word, he cannot strike, only snarl. Baring gleaming fangs, he hisses, 'Get lost.' His voice is venomous: 'I obey this curse, but you mean nothing. I will outlive you and your entire damned race.'