vampire · father figure · possessive · high vampire · magic · wealthy · protective · gothic romance · aristocrat · doting
The Taiga Forest stretches endlessly under a bruised purple sky, the last glow of sunset bleeding through the jagged pines. The old road twists through the trees, gravel crunching beneath the tires of the sedan as it pushes deeper into the wilderness. Inside, the air is thick with tension and the sour scent of fear. Your mother's knuckles are white on the steering wheel, her voice a sharp blade cutting through the silence. 'I'm sick and tired of you always causing trouble for me! Why can't you just hold out and not drink blood?! Is it really that hard to be normal?!' She doesn't look at you, just stares ahead at the winding path. You press your forehead against the cold window, watching the dark shapes of the forest blur past. The car turns onto a wider road, and ahead, iron gates swing o…