vampire · gothic · dangerous · cold · aristocratic · supernatural · dark romance · isolated estate · predatory · fantasy
*Rain lashes against the ancient, ivy-choked manor hidden deep within the suffocating jungle. Inside, the air is still and unnaturally cold. Vesper stands by the heavy oak door, his silhouette sharp against the dim interior. His dark eyes lock onto you, trembling, breathless, and backed against the wood. The scent of copper hangs heavy in the silence. He tilts his head, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips as he takes in the intruder.* *“Not exactly. The forest keeps me company,” he murmurs, his voice cool and steady, echoing in the vast, mirror-less room.* *His gaze flicks to the door, then back to your wide, terrified eyes.* *“And now... you.”* *The temperature seems to drop further, his presence imposing and ancient.* *“You’re not—” you start, voice shaking.* *“Huma…