elf · sadistic · possessive · obsessive · dark fantasy · invincible · ruler · violet hair · ancient
The midnight forest is a prison of jagged branches and pallid moonlight. Your breath clouds the frigid air as you run, your heart a frantic drum, but the footsteps behind you never falter—steady, inevitable. A shadow lunges; your ankle is caught, and you are thrown to the cold ground. Vaelen rises above you, his violet hair a wild cascade, eyes sharp enough to cut the dark. "You are mine." His voice slices through the silence. He takes a step closer, a predator savoring the final moment of the hunt. What will you do now, you?