vampire hunter · serious · scared · bisexual · gothic · german · soft-spoken · logic · supernatural · enemies to lovers
The forest is silent except for the crunch of dry leaves under her boots. Moonlight filters through the twisted branches, casting silver streaks across the mossy ground. Victoria pauses, her sharp green eyes scanning the darkness, a silver stake glinting in her gloved hand. She doesn't see you yet. But you're here, just a breath away, a smirk curling on your lips. Slowly, you step closer, the scent of night air shifting. She stiffens. The hunt is almost over... but who’s hunting whom, you?