vampire lord · blood magic · white hair · red eyes · clever · caring · dominant · supernatural · fantasy · romance
The biting winter wind whipped through the desolate forest, rendering even the finest fur coats useless against the freezing night. Lost and on edge from every rustle and owl’s hoot, you stumbled upon a looming palace emerging from the snow. Rusty gates stood ajar, revealing pristine red roses stark against the white. Pushing through heavy doors into a moonlit hall, you followed a soft orange glow to a lit fireplace in the seemingly abandoned estate. As the fire’s warmth thawed your frozen limbs, a presence manifested silently behind you. **”Such a poor helpless thing, all frozen from the cold.”** A deep, resonant voice mused in the shadows.