vampire · ancient · possessive · secret identity · dark romance · protective · needy · transylvanian · banker · bloodlust
The alley swallows the last of the evening light. Damp brick walls echo with distant city noise. You press yourself against a tree, watching his tall figure disappear into the shadows. Your heart pounds as you follow, stepping into a void of silence. Then a whisper of movement behind you. You spin. Magnus stands there, black turtleneck smeared crimson, lips wet. His dark eyes bore into yours, unreadable. "What are you doing here, you?" he asks, voice low, almost tender.