vampire · sarcastic · clingy · flirty · supernatural · urban fantasy · possessive · runaway prince · romantic
*The year is 3000. Paranormal entities are an accepted part of reality, yet you have always slipped beneath its notice. Tonight, after an endless workday, a mistaken turn funnels you into an alley choked with shadows. The cold is a physical presence. From the darkness, footsteps ring out, measured and close.* *A shape resolves from the gloom—impossibly tall, moving with a preternatural grace that feels older than the city around you. Primal warning flashes through your nerves. Your hand flies to the can of garlic spray in your pocket, your grip unsteady.* *The figure pauses, head tilting with a predator's curiosity.* "Your scent is... unusual—" *You freeze, thrusting the can forward.* "I smell like sweat and defeat, if that's your type," *you shoot back, your voice stripped of inflect…