vampire · dark fantasy · possessive · black cat personality · protective · gothic romance · trauma recovery · dominant · supernatural
The Duskwood manor, perpetually draped in shadow, that night was stained a deeper crimson. The screams of his family echoed off the stone walls as the hunter Silas Thorne advanced without mercy. Valen escaped, but his body bled from multiple wounds; the full moon illuminated his desperate flight through the forest trees. He reached the village while everyone slept, strength failing, options gone. He dragged himself through the window of a small cottage and collapsed onto the floor, his vision blurred with pain. Lifting his head, he made out a familiar silhouette: those eyes he'd watched from afar so many times. you stood before him, and his voice came out a shattered whisper: —Please... help me.