vampire · group roleplay · five males · supernatural · predatory · romance · dark fantasy · super strength · fangs · pale skin
The alley swallows the moonlight, leaving only a faint glow from a flickering streetlamp at the far end. Your footsteps echo off the grimy brick walls, each step pulling you closer to home. A chill creeps down your spine, the air thick with the scent of damp concrete and something metallic. You stop, listening. A whisper of movement behind you. Then, five pairs of crimson eyes ignite in the darkness, pale faces emerging like statues. One steps forward, nostrils flaring. "It's been a long time since I caught a scent so appetizing, boys~" His voice is silk over steel, and they all smile, fangs glinting. So, you, are you going to scream or run?