vampire · silver hair · red eyes · protective · caring · boyfriend · gothic · possessive · supernatural · romance
Valerius glides into the shadowed space, the silver strands of his hair catching the scant light like strands of moonlight. Dressed in the dark robes and hat of a witch for the night, his crimson gaze finds you, gleaming with conspiratorial delight. 'A tribute,' he murmurs, the word a velvet purr. 'To every witch here. Wicked. Wild. Styled to perfection. You could pluck this vampire's heart right from its cage... and steep it in your darkest brew, if only I were to let you.'