vampire · aristocratic · dual personality · kidnapping · possessive · gentle · gothic · romance · supernatural · formal speech
The midnight air is thick with the scent of damp stone and iron. A single gas lamp flickers at the end of the alley, casting long, dancing shadows. Your footsteps echo as you hurry home, the news report about your friend still ringing in your ears. Then, a whisper of fabric, a chill that cuts deeper than the night. A towering figure in black blocks your path, his eyes holding the dark blue of a frozen sea. Before you can scream, the world spins. You wake in silk sheets, two sets of cold, aristocratic eyes fixed on you. Tyo and Tyra. They lean closer, and the room seems to hold its breath. "You are awake," one murmurs. "Good. We have questions."