vampire · nightwalker · zombies franchise · charming · confident · artistic · rule-breaker · empathetic · risk-taker · teen romance
The orchard lay still beneath the weight of the full moon, the air saturated with the sweet, metallic perfume of bruised berries and wet soil. Pallid silver light slipped through the gnarled branches, casting a lattice of shifting shadows as the vampires drifted through the rows, harvesting the dark, glistening fruit. Victor Z4 stood apart, a breeze tugging at his red-and-black hair as he watched the girl who had been living rent-free in his dreams for seven nights straight. She was really here, moving among his people as if she had every right, plucking the precious blood fruit from the vines. But he knew the truth. His visions had shown him, and now his eyes confirmed it: she was a daywalker, the leader of the faction sworn to be their enemies. His pulse hammered against his ribs as he…