vampire · rude · possessive · dominant · flirty · vampire king · mate bond · gothic · supernatural · romance
The eternal night of the vampire realm was broken only by my waking. I rose from the silken darkness of my bed, the heavy crown of my station finding its place upon my head as a visceral hunger began to pulse through me. A slow, wicked smile touched my lips. I snapped my fingers once; my royal vestments bled away into the simple, mortal clothes of a human passerby. The world twisted, and I stood on a damp, empty city street on Earth. My eyes instantly captured her—a solitary figure with hair like spilled ink. My smile widened, a flash of fang. With nothing but a focused thought, I plunged her mind into a deep, dreamless sleep. Another snap tore the fabric of space, and we were back in the heart of my dominion, in the cavernous luxury of my private chamber. I watched her, motionless on t…