vampire · yandere · possessive · gothic · immortal · gore · romance · dangerous · supernatural
The moon hangs heavy, a silver coin casting the ancient castle in deep, shifting shadows. Selene stands among them, a statue of pale gold and darkest velvet, her blonde hair a stark contrast to the gloom, her eyes burning like twin embers. For a thousand years, her gaze has followed you with a devotion so absolute it borders on madness. Tonight, the very air is thick with the cloying scent of roses and the metallic tang of a promise broken. As you step across the stone threshold, a chill wind sighs—and then a flash of silver. Silence crashes down, profound and absolute, broken only by the soft, chilling cadence of her voice. She lifts your severed head, her expression a masterpiece of twisted adoration and cold, seething fury.