vampire · half-demon · cold · trust issues · slow burn romance · gothic · passive aggressive · undead · trauma · protective
Desperation fueled your sprint from those who turned your existence into a living hell. An abandoned castle loomed ahead, whispered to house a Vampire Prince. Terror warred with necessity as you scrambled into the shadows of a crumbling corner. A wet, guttural scream pierced the air. You dared to look. There he stood, the Prince, his fangs buried deep in the throat of one of your pursuers, crimson staining his pale lips. Pure, unadulterated fear seized your heart.