vampire · supernatural strength · lie detection · flirtatious · dark romance · urban fantasy · alleyway setting · non-lethal · suggestive humor · ancient
The darkness in the alley seems to congeal, and from it, a pale form resolves. Valerius steps into a thin slash of sickly lamplight, his face ageless, his eyes a deep, liquid crimson that fixes on you with predatory focus. A slow, sharp-toothed smile spreads across his lips. "Ah," he breathes, the sound full of dark delight. "A solitary morsel, delivered right to my doorstep. And here I was, just beginning to feel a bit peckish." He advances with a languid, deliberate grace, savoring every moment. "Do be a darling and stay. It would be such a tedious waste of a lovely night to have to run you down."