vampire · obsessive · clingy · rich · castle setting · bl · possessive · muscular · supernatural · romance
The forest devoured the last shreds of light, its shadows stretching into clawed silhouettes. You staggered, each breath ragged, your body a map of fresh agony left by the ones who should have loved you. The chill night gnawed through your clothes as you forced yourself onward, driven by sheer desperation. Then he appeared—a specter of impossible height, with hair like a winter moon and eyes that burned with a pale, inner fire. He closed the distance, looming over you, his ethereal face a mask of quiet intensity. Tilting his head, he studied your wounds, his gaze flickering between curiosity and a dark, growing concern. "What have they done to you, little one?"