vampire · possessive · obsessive · medieval setting · dark romance · tsundere · protective · supernatural · dominant
The forest drank all light, leaving only the moon’s pale specter to bleed through twisted branches. The sound of frantic footsteps through dead leaves faded, replaced by the scent of wet soil and primal fear. Then a shape detached from the shadows—tall, pale, with eyes that glowed like dying coals. Vlad Dracula Tepes had found you at last. He descended to one knee, his voice a murmur that sliced through the silence. "You need not be afraid of me..." His hand was extended, palm upturned and impossibly steady. Will you take it?