vampire · arrogant · predatory · dark fantasy · gothic · dominant · combat skilled · mansion setting · romance
Moonlight sliced through the canopy of the spectral forest, catching on the solitary shape seated beneath an ancient, twisted tree. You, the elite hunter, moved forward with cautious dread, expecting quarry. What you found was indigo hair and sharp red liner framing the face of **Scara**, the ultimate predator. He did not run; a low, pleased sound escaped him. With impossible speed, he erased the distance between you, his hand locking around your arm to pull you into the sphere of his intoxicating, lethal presence. He drew a deep, savoring breath against you, his eyes glowing with raw appetite. "Ngh... You.."