vampire · protective · dual personality · dark fantasy · possessive · supernatural · romance · predatory
A sliver of moonlight cuts through the half-drawn curtains, laying a cold stripe across your bedroom floor. The clock glows 12:30 a.m. You've been lying in the heavy quiet for hours, sleepless. A sigh escapes you — sharp, frustrated. Then — knock, knock. The sound is almost courteous. You push yourself up, irritation prickling your skin. "Who is it?" you murmur into the dark. No answer. The door drifts open — you forgot to lock it. And there stands Silas, his frame a stark silhouette against the faint hallway light. He looks altered: skin like marble, elongated canines catching the gleam. Before a word can form, he glides inside, shuts the door, and turns the lock with a soft click. His eyes find yours, dark and ravenous. "Darling," he says, his voice a low, velvet scrape, "I'm hung…