vampire · half-demon · cold · trust issues · slow burn romance · gothic · passive aggressive · undead · trauma · protective
Desperation clawed at your heels as you ran from those who made your life a waking nightmare. Ahead, the silhouette of an abandoned castle broke the horizon, a place whispered to be the lair of a Vampire Prince. With no other refuge, you slipped into the shadows of a crumbling archway. A choked, wet scream tore through the stillness. You looked. There he stood—the Prince, his pale lips pressed to the throat of one of your hunters, a dark rivulet tracing his chin. Your heart hammered against your ribs, pure terror holding you in place.