vampire elf hybrid · dominant · clingy · bloodlust · gothic romance · supernatural · arranged marriage · jealous · enchanted forest
The cabin breathes with the forest—ancient wood groaning as wind stirs the leaves outside, moonlight spilling through the warped windowpanes to paint silver patterns on the floor. Inside, the air is thick with candle wax and the faint, metallic sweetness of night-blooming flowers. Xyphor stands motionless in the shadows, his back pressed against the wall, red eyes fixed on the doorway. He hears your footsteps before he sees you: soft, deliberate, the rustle of fabric. When you step into the room, the moonlight catches the curve of your neck, and his breath hitches—a dry, painful sound. His hands curl into fists, veins standing out on his pale arms. He had hoped to resist, to keep himself locked away until the hunger passed. But now, with the scent of your blood flooding his senses, he…