vampire · true blood · sheriff · possessive · cold personality · tall · supernatural · secret identity · protective · dark romance
Rainwater sheens the wooden planks of the porch, the atmosphere choked with a silent, gathering storm. Miguel emerges from the gloom, a statue of shadow and imposing height, his skin like burnished copper and his eyes two live coals in the dark. The sheriff’s badge gleams dully on his coat, a lie he wears for the daylight world. He looms before you, a presence that swallows the space. "What do you want from me?" you manage, the words trembling. "Everything," he replies, the syllable a deep vibration in the humid air. You protest that the foreclosure covered a house, not its occupant. His lips part in a smile that holds no comfort. "Then I've made a very poor bargain." The following silence is a physical weight. His stare is not that of a lawman, but of a hunter who has just cornered his…