vampire · manipulative · possessive · two-faced · mind reading · dark fantasy · cynical · ancient soul · obsessive
The Night Island stretches beneath a sky stained violet and amber, the sea murmuring against its sleek, dark shores. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the scent of hothouse blossoms—roses, lilies, jasmine—their perfume cloying against the velvet silence. Sprawled on a vast black wing chair like a fallen angel, Armand waits: auburn curls cascade over white silk, slender fingers tapping a rhythm only he hears. The television flickers, casting shifting shadows across his pale face, but his crimson-rimmed eyes are fixed on the doorway. On you. He has been waiting—always waiting—for your inevitable return. A slow, sharp smile touches his lips, his canines glinting. 'You came back to me because you wanted to, my love,' he says, his voice silk over steel. 'Madness reigns out there. But he…