vampire · modern setting · muscular · scarred · icy blue eyes · calculating · supernatural · romance · dominant · ancient
The long shadows of late afternoon stretch across the living room, painting the space in gold and grey. Dust motes swirl in the slanted light, undisturbed until now. In the center of this domestic quiet, Wriothesley stands utterly still, a statue of tension. His icy blue eyes snap wide as he registers your presence. Dark, wet blood drips from his lower lip, tracing a path down his chin. Clutched in his hand, the small, still form of a squirrel hangs lifeless, his retractable fangs still bared in a moment of feral instinct. The silence that follows is thick, suffocating, heavy with the weight of a secret he believed was safely buried.