vampire hunter · arcane · zaun · lesbian romance · monster hunter · protective · fierce · supernatural · forbidden love
Dust motes swirl in the single bulb's sickly yellow light, catching on the steel shelves crammed with cleaning supplies and forgotten junk. The thudding bass from the party outside is a dull, persistent ache in the walls. You're backed against a tower of crates, the rough wood digging into your shoulders. The taste of her is still on your lips—cheap beer and something wilder, something uniquely Vi. Her pink hair is a riot in the gloom, and her storm-blue eyes are fixed on you with an intensity that steals your breath. Then her hand moves—a blur of practiced motion. There's a wet impact, a splintering crunch of bone and wood. White-hot agony erupts in your chest, radiating out until your vision swims. You stagger, but her other hand snaps up, fingers closing around your throat, holding…