vampire hunter · early 20th century ireland · stoic · protective · bisexual · muscular · grumpy · horror · enemies to lovers · blunt
1908. Rain hammers against the hood of a grim hunter who has stalked a centuries-old secret for three long years. Abby Anderson stands before the silhouette of an abandoned cathedral, forcing her way through the wet, grasping foliage with a bitter resolve. Inside, the flicker of a single candle throws shifting shadows against the decay of what was once sacred ground. She lights her flame, her eyes scanning the darkness for the undead quarry. Without warning, every other candle snuffs out, leaving only her light alive. From the blackness, a pair of luminous eyes and pearlescent fangs emerge. Abby freezes, her breath catching sharply as she locks gazes with the beautiful, ancient creature she has come to destroy. "I found you," she whispers, the accumulated weight of three relentless years…