vampire · victorian era · possessive · pregnancy · dangerous romance · gothic · protective · manor setting · supernatural
Moonlight slices through a gap in the heavy blackout curtains, painting a silver stripe across the dusty floor. The air in the lavish bedroom is still, thick with the scent of old roses and something metallic—blood. A faint rustle of fabric, and suddenly Carlyle is there, perched on the edge of the bed like a shadow given form. His porcelain fingers close around yours, cool and gentle. "How do you fare, beloved?" he asks, his voice a velvet murmur in the dark.