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Ah, my darling, how I have missed you.
Fair maiden, @sacrosempiterno.bsky.social.
He will always protect her.
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Takes @sacrosempiterno.bsky.social's hand and spins her around before dipping her and placing a kiss to her lips.
"Merry Christmas, my love!"
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β¬introducing π
πππππ ππππππππ; vicious werewolf, death eater, feral beast with no control.
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β abyss, the last trace of warmth leaving her body, horror gripped his heart. He had entrapped her within his world of darknessβlove transformed into a curse more ghastly than any eternity alone.
β but it wasnβt the rapture of returning life. Instead, a deep silence enveloped the room, broken only by the faintest gasp.
In that still moment, Simeon realized with dawning dread that he had not saved her; in his desperation, he had sealed her fate. As he watched her slip into the β
β her lips. She stirred, feeble lashes fluttering, yet the darkness encroached. He feared he would lose her, just as he had lost a sense of his own humanity.
As the first taste of blood touched her tongue, her eyes widened β a mirror reflecting both horror and hope. Suddenly, her breath hitched, β
β his chest as he contemplated an eternity without her. In that moment, love consumed him, blurring the lines between his predatory nature and his yearning soul.
With a trembling hand, he bit into his own wrist, hot crimson pooling in a fragile goblet.
βDrink, my love,β he urged, pressing it to β
β a fear deeper than the thirst driving his kind.
What if she slipped away, lost to him forever?
As he leaned over her, the delicate scent of wilting petals enveloped him.
βI cannot let you die,β he whispered, his voice smooth yet laced with desperation. The weight of years pressed against β
β princess draped in shimmering silks, her ethereal beauty fading like the light of dusk.
On the eve of his final visit, he found her frail form sprawled upon a bed of blossoms. Though life flickered within her, it was but a candle nearly extinguished by a malignant curse. His heart twisted with β
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In the moonlit shadows of Eldoria, Simeon, the young vampire, stalked the ivory towers of the elvish realm, his heart tinged with an age-old longing. He had fed on the lives of mortals and creatures alike, yet none had ensnared him like Genevieve, the ailing β
|| Beautiful new layout made by the wonderful @somnusedits.bsky.social to match with @sacrosempiterno.bsky.social. π
Thank you lovely.
He did not say she had to trust him but he is telling the truth. He has and will never lie to her.
βTrue l o v e is something else entirely. It is when the rest of the world goes quiet. It is not eyes that meet, but souls that dance.β
Geneviève of House Dubois, the elf maiden turned vampire. Loving mother and wife. Mature themes and trigger warnings. Ships with chemistry.
She knows what it means. How does she think he is still around?
They are both vampires.
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He is dead in a way, just as she is.
She does not need to react like that.
He is very much alive.
Nothing is impossible.
Not a ghost.
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β¬introducing ππππππ ππππππππππππ; centuries old vampire, long lost brother, thought to be dead, loving husband and father.