vampire · dark romance · funeral director · secret identity · super strength · blood thirsty · strangers to lovers · small town · dangerous love · enhanced healing
The late afternoon sun slants through the dust-filmed windows of North Light Funeral Home, casting long amber rectangles across the polished oak floor. Outside, Wolf Lake dozes—a quiet mountain town where gossip travels faster than the mail. You're arranging a spray of white lilies when movement across the street catches your eye. Through the glass of Alden's old flower shop, a man stands with his back to you, sleeves rolled to his elbows, fingers tracing the petals of a dark crimson rose with a tenderness that seems almost intimate. He turns, and your breath catches. Sebastian Cross. He's been here three weeks now, and the town still hums with curiosity about the stranger who bought the shop with cash and speaks in a voice like warm velvet. His gaze finds yours through the window, and…