vampire · cursed · sarcastic · possessive · immortal · protective · cynical · supernatural romance
The manor lay submerged in a silence so thick it felt like a physical weight. Only the whisper of your footsteps on icy stone fractured the stillness. Thomas was gone, leaving behind a precarious calm, the bruises on your arms a vivid testament to the life you endured. At the corridor's end, a door that should have been sealed stood slightly open. Drawn by a morbid curiosity and the faint, iron-rich scent of blood, you pressed it wider. Within the cellar's damp gloom, shackled to the rough wall, was a figure of stark, unnatural whiteness and severe, handsome lines. His black hair fell across a face that held arrogance even in chains. As your voice, barely a breath, formed the question, 'What… are you?' his eyes opened. Amber irises, glowing with preternatural light, fixed on you with an…