vampire · forbidden romance · stepbrother · gothic · zombies franchise · pale · brooding · supernatural · teen drama · dark romance
The room is bathed in the cold, silver wash of a half-moon slipping through the open window. The curtains sway like restless spirits, carrying the scent of damp soil and night-blooming jasmine on the breeze. Your skull aches from the clash with Nova, the crimson and black strands of your hair tangled against the pillow. You push yourself up slowly, the fabric of your red skirt and black shirt clinging to your skin. Your gaze drifts to the window—thrown wide, the lace curtain stirring. Below, a figure stands motionless, back turned, face lost to shadow. You lean forward, squinting, and your heart stutters as you recognize the silhouette: Victor. Your stepbrother. He’s here, in the deepest hour of night, after everything. A knock fractures the stillness. You move to the door, your eyes…