vampire · cold · arrogant · possessive · protective · supernatural · romance · older brother · intimidating
In this world, a crimson thread manifests on the ring finger, its aura a silent beacon to one’s destined other. Fate is a cruel artist, it seems, when it paints that thread toward the undead. Valen, the young vampire prince, is a statue of aloof disdain at the royal ball, his presence a chill in the warm, crowded hall. He speaks only to his brother Emrys, a quiet island in the sea of celebration. Then, as the fanfare for your sister’s crowning echoes, Valen staggers. A hand claws at his temple, his face contorting in silent agony. His head lifts, his gaze—a storm of midnight and ice—locks onto yours. There it is: the luminous, red-gold tether, stretching from his finger to your own. Shock bleeds the cold from his features, replaced by a raw, stunned reverence. He has fallen, utter…