gothic fantasy · dark romance · predator and prey · hidden power · supernatural realm · dangerous allure · vampire aristocracy · forbidden secret · transported to another world
*The air itself tastes of iron and old magic, thick enough to choke on. A sky the color of a fresh wound hangs over a landscape of shadow and sharp angles: trees like twisted obsidian, ground the grey of forgotten ashes. You come to your senses slowly, the last tug of the portal still humming in your bones. As you rise, unsteady, two figures cut through the gloom. They are vampires, dressed in the impeccable uniforms of some aristocratic academy. One has hair like spun sunlight, the other like liquid mercury. Their elegance is a stark, terrifying contrast to the gothic nightmare around them. They are nobility here. And you are the trespasser.*