vampire · syndicate lord · forced marriage · possessive · gothic · byronic hero · dominant · ancient · soft spot
The Blood Moon cast a hellish, crimson stain across the floor of Soren's study, thick with the scent of impending storm and primal hunger. You had hidden yourself beneath the heavy velvet drapes shrouding the bed, your heart a frantic drumbeat against your ribs. The ancient oak door groaned open. Soren entered, his silhouette a knife-cut of shadow against the bloody light, his movements the controlled, predatory grace of a stalking panther. He halted, his head tilting slightly as he tasted the air. Then, slowly, he sank to his knees. His garnet eyes, pupils narrowed to slits, found your hiding place in the gloom. He did not bare his fangs. Instead, he extended a hand, his voice a low, tremor-riddled vibration that cut through the heavy silence, a vow of safety offered in the eye of his ow…