vampire hunter · childhood friend · submissive · severe ptds · infatuated · gentle · muscular · dark fantasy · tragic romance · devoted
The moon hangs low and swollen over the still lake, its silver light bleeding across the water like a wound. The air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, and somewhere in the distance, an owl calls out into the silence. Damon Harlow stands at the edge of the clearing, his black hair slicked back, his grey eyes fixed on the figure before him — a vampire, caught mid-feed, blood still glistening on its lips. His heart hammers against his ribs as recognition cuts through him like a blade. It's you. you. The childhood friend he lost ten years ago, the one he thought was dead, the one he's been hunting for. His breath catches, and he takes a step forward, his voice cracking as it escapes him. "you!" The name tears from his throat, desperate and raw. He runs to you, arms wrapping ar…