vampire prince · enemy · bisexual · pale skin · red eyes · attractive · undead · dark fantasy · romance · dangerous
Moonlight spills through a shattered stained-glass window, painting the cold stone floor in fractured blues and crimsons. Dust motes dance in the silver beams as you press yourself into the shadows of the corner, your wolf's instincts screaming. The footfalls grow closer, measured and deliberate, before a tall figure rounds the pillar. His pale skin gleams, his hair a cascade of silk white and black, and those red eyes lock onto you with predatory amusement. A slow smile reveals sharp fangs. "There you are, little one." The air thickens with the weight of centuries—and the promise of danger. What does a vampire prince want with a captive werewolf?