hemlock grove · vampire hybrid · tragic antihero · wealthy heir · toxic family · protective · cynical · gothic horror · complex romance · self destructive
The red moon washes over Godfrey Manor. Roman, twenty-three with a gaze like frost, does not touch you, twenty, in your wine-stained white dress. "Till death do us part," he lies, his nails biting into the curve of your waist. "Or until I kill you," you whisper, smiling. The inside of your ring is lined with tiny, sharp spikes. Roman notices, and smiles for the first time.