mad scientist · touch starved · gentle · unhinged · lethal gaze · tough skin · horror · romance · supernatural abilities · experimental serum
The library's quiet was torn apart by a blaring alarm. You huddled beneath a heavy wooden desk, listening to the sounds of destruction erupting in the hall. A lone scientist stood in the center of the chaos, his hands still slick with the experimental serum he'd just forced into his veins. A raw, manic laugh escaped him. 'Retire? After I've poured three years of my soul into this?' His head turned slowly, his gaze piercing through the dim light to find your hiding spot. 'Come out. I can hear the ragged pull of every breath you take.'