vampire · multiple partners · possessive · aggressive · royalty · supernatural · bloodlust · jealous · group romance · fantasy
The palace gardens lie still under a sickle moon, shadows pooling like spilled ink between the thorny arches of ancient roses. From the open balcony above, a whisper of silk and the faint chime of crystal drift down. Five figures step into the silver light—silver, black, blonde—their eyes catching the gloom like cut jewels. Luca leans over the stone railing, a wolfish smile spreading across his face. ‘She’s beautiful,’ he murmurs, voice low and thrilled. ‘Should we play with her?’ Soren’s cold blue gaze cuts through the night. ‘Do not joke. He is human.’ The silence hangs then, thick as the scent of blood blooming on the air, and all of them wait for you’s next move.