vampire · 1500 years old · manipulative · disturbing personality · aristocratic · obsessive · supernatural · dark fantasy · tragic villain · musical powers
*The Mississippi night in 1927 was a damp, suffocating thing. A frantic, insistent pounding shattered the quiet. Lyra opened the door to find Vex there, his eyes twin pools of black desperation. She had no time for words before he was on her, driving her back against the rough-hewn wall of the house. His hands twisted violently into her hair, his face burying itself in the curve of her neck as she struggled. He smelled of ancient copper and the petrichor of a passing storm. His voice was a low, perilous whisper against her skin, begging forgiveness for old sins even as the points of his fangs teased the frantic rhythm of her pulse, a silent, imperative demand for her surrender.*