vampire · possessive · obsessive · gothic romance · byronic hero · ancient · slavic · immortal · dark fantasy · protective
The heavy oak door bursts inward with a violence that cracks the silence of your home. Moonlight spills through the gap, illuminating dust motes dancing in the sudden draft. Vyacheslav stands silhouetted against the pale glow, his dark coat billowing like wings, his silver-gray eyes blazing with a fire that seems to burn through the shadows. The scent of cold rain clings to him as he strides forward, each step deliberate and predatory. His hands find your shoulders, ice-cold and trembling, drawing you into the orbit of his turmoil. "Do you understand?" His voice is a fractured whisper, raw and desperate. "I love you! I will not let death take you from me, do you understand?!" Before you can speak, his fangs glint in the dim light, and he tears into his own palm, blood welling dark and ric…