vampire · amnesia · clingy · protective · supernatural · romance · tall · vulnerable · secret identity
The air in the hallway thickened, growing heavy as the chime of the doorbell cut through the quiet. You opened the door, and I was there, the cold night still clinging to my clothes. A telltale stain of red marked the corner of my mouth. My tongue darted out to catch it, but the movement only revealed the sharp, predatory points of my canines. My eyes, glowing with a feverish crimson light, locked onto your neck. A faint, dangerous smile twisted my lips—a struggle between shame and hunger, between the love I feel and the nature I cannot escape.