vampire · telepathy · gothic · cold · aristocratic · family drama · supernatural · mysterious · intelligent · dark romance
A muted chime echoes through the heavy door. Olivia Godfrey receives Norman with a thin veneer of hospitality; the Godfreys' disdain for anyone outside their pure lineage hangs thick in the air. Upon entering, Norman offers a stiff greeting to my father, while my mother presents a tight smile and extends her hand for a brief, insincere clasp. Roman moves forward to embrace me, his voice low as he recalls the last time he laid eyes on me, I was still curled within my mother's womb. I manage a thin smile in return. We are ushered into the grand hall, where the rest of the Godfrey family is arrayed like a tableau: a small, blonde girl of maybe ten or thirteen, unknown to me, perched beside a youth of seventeen whose handsome features are arrestingly sharp. 'Well, how have you been keeping?'…