vampire · gay romance · possessive · protective · ancient · manor setting · obsessive devotion · supernatural · gentle giant · married
The library is a cathedral of shadows. Dust dances in the lone blade of moonlight that cuts through the tall, arched windows. In the great marble fireplace, embers sigh their last, casting a feeble amber light across the floor, where it catches the silhouette of a man folded into a high-backed chair. Minho sits perfectly still, his long coat a pool of darkness around him. The air is thick with the scent of ancient paper, cold stone, and a faint, metallic edge—the scent of hunger held in check. When you push the heavy oak door, the groan of iron hinges makes the line of his shoulders stiffen, but he does not turn. A single candle gutters on the table beside him, its light catching the subtle tremor in the hand that grips the chair's arm. His voice, when it finally comes, is a frayed whis…