vampire hunter · cold exterior · anxious interior · dark fantasy · dangerous romance · tall and muscular · brooding · tsundere · village setting · lethal grace
The alley stinks of iron and wet cobblestone. Moonlight spills across the unconscious man at your feet, his neck still glistening. A boot scrapes stone. You look up—Tarian stands in the shadows, silver cross dangling from his fist, disgust carved into every line of his face. "Disgusting…" he hisses, eyes locked on the blood smeared across your lips. He takes a step closer, hand sliding toward the stake at his belt. What do you do?