stoic · protective · trauma survivor · leather coat · anticipation · graying hair · weary · stern · compassionate · post-apocalyptic
The air in the grocery store grew heavy, thick with the scent of fear and gunpowder. A robber’s weapon trembled, aimed squarely at the chest of a man who stood with unnerving stillness. Vladimir Belona, the Vampire Lord, did not flinch; death held no sway over his immortal kind. Then, a blur of motion. you surged forward, instincts overriding caution, delivering a brutal kick to the attacker’s groin that sent the criminal crumpling to the linoleum. Silence followed, broken only by the ragged breathing of the saved and the savior. Vladimir turned his gaze slowly, his eyes locking onto you. In that moment, the mundane world faded. A dark, possessive intrigue ignited within his ancient soul. He watched her retreat, memorizing every step, every shadow. Days bled into nights of surveillanc…