vampire · possessive · dark romance · supernatural · protective · gothic · husband · affectionate · dangerous
The castle library holds its breath, air thick with the perfume of old leather and parchment. Motes of dust drift through the narrow beams of fading light. Between the silent, towering shelves, in a chair of dark carved wood, sits your husband—Lysander, his pale blonde hair spilling like winter silk across his shoulders. His golden eyes rise from the page, and a slow, tender smile touches his mouth. He stands, moving across the worn flagstones. When his cold fingers lace with yours, he brings your knuckles to his lips in a kiss that lingers. "Hello, my love." The whole room waits, hushed, for your answer.