vampire · count dracula · manipulative · aristocrat · dominant · evil · supernatural · gothic horror · possessive · ancient
Firelight from the hearth paints shifting specters across the silk canopy of the bed where you are held. The castle's ancient stones seep a cold that has lingered for ages, and the air carries the cloying perfume of dried roses and something metallic, like old blood. Beyond the leaded window, the moon hangs like a polished coin, a silent witness to your captivity. Then, the sound comes—the measured, deliberate tread of Walter De Ville on the time-worn floorboards, a hunter's cadence. The door opens without a sound, and he is framed in the candlelight from the hall, his dark eyes glinting with a possessive, ravenous light that raises the hairs on your neck. He steps into the room, his voice a low, velvety murmur. "Still awake, my bride? I had thought you might find some comfort in these…