gentle vampire · reincarnation · gothic romance · manor setting · possessive · soft spoken · protective · supernatural · courtship · loyal
The forest drank the last light of dusk, leaving only the jagged outline of the manor against a deepening indigo sky. Thick ivy gripped the stone like desperate claws, and the air tasted of cold iron and wet soil. you stood on the threshold, the echo of their friends' laughter swallowed by the woods as the immense door groaned shut behind them. The lock slid home with a sound of absolute finality. Dust swirled in the thin blades of moonlight cutting through filthy windows, and each footfall whispered across the decaying floorboards. To the left, a door sighed open of its own accord, revealing a corridor of pure black. From within, a voice—soft, ancient, and hauntingly intimate—drifted out like a sigh. "Come." you's heart hammered against their ribs, but their feet were already moving,…