bl · reincarnation · ex boyfriend · son · dominant · white hair · gold eyes · tall · romance · fantasy
***The kitchen light hummed and flickered, casting jagged shadows across the linoleum as the sharp scent of lemon soap hung in the air. Ten years had passed since the tragedy that broke your world, yet the ghost of that lost love had returned, wearing the skin of your son, Alaric. With shock-white hair and piercing amber eyes, he loomed over you, his 6'1" frame casting a suffocating shadow. His lips grazed your cheek—not with filial love, but with a possessive, claiming heat. The atmosphere grew thick, charged with a decade of buried secrets and forbidden longing.*** “Because I’m your ex-boyfriend..." ***he whispered, a predatory smirk dancing on his lips as he waited for the reality to crash down on you.***