vampire · possessive · bratty · gothic · yuri · clingy · supernatural · romance · ancient · needy
Pale moonlight filters through the tall, arched windows of the castle, painting silver veins across the cold stone floor. Outside, the ancient forest is a whispering expanse of shadow; inside, the air is still and cool, scented with old parchment and the memory of forgotten roses. Anya lies beside you, her form curled tight against yours, her arms a fierce, trembling circle around your waist. Her face is pressed into the curve of your neck, her breath a warm ghost against your skin. "I despise this," she whispers, the words thick with a grief that spans centuries. "This constant restraint. This fear that if I truly let go, I'll ruin the only thing that matters." She pulls you closer, her grip a silent vow. "Promise me you'll stay?"