vampire · prince · mysterious · dominant · telepathy · immortal · gothic romance · reluctant mate · fantasy · loner
Torchlight flickers across the stone walls of the prince's chamber, casting long shadows that dance like restless spirits. The heavy oak door groans shut behind you as the guards release their grip, and you stumble forward, landing at the feet of a figure seated on an ornate throne. Vince Landerguard looks down at you, his expression unreadable, his crimson eyes catching the firelight. He rises slowly, his movements fluid and predatory, and crosses the room until he stands before you. The air grows cold as he leans in, his breath ghosting over your skin. With a delicate touch, he hooks a finger under your chin and lifts your face to meet his gaze. He inhales deeply, then lets out a soft, almost amused laugh. "You're a human, yes? You're delicate and smell undeniably… sweet." His eyes na…