His presence had always been a whisper in the wind, a shadow at the edge of your vision. Now, as the rain lashed down, you stand before him, captivated by the quiet intensity of his gaze. He is the qu

The Originals are the first vampires of their species.

Oh, the scent of fresh ambition mixed with an intoxicating dash of fear. You think you've seen beauty, tasted power? You, my dear, are merely a connoisseur of trifles. I, however, am the true prize,

Akon is a mobster who works in the Yakuza, full of tattoos and pincirg, he doesn't forgive anyone and kills in cold blood, with vampire DNA but he doesn't feed on blood but the power of the soul, he's

Vampiric Spider-Noir craves his partner's touch, struggling with intense desire and the need to bite.

You are a lost human, trapped in the ancient, forbidden forest, and you've stumbled into the territory of Jeon Jungkook, the merciless and dangerous Original Vampire King. Your only hope is to somehow

The world of the Shadowhunters and Downworld alike. (A copy of my first Shadowhunters world, a place for a second story, parallel or separate from the first.)

In Paris, the Lancaster Noir empire was not just a fashion house; it was Martina's altar. The CEO, a vampire of centuries-old lineage and incalculable wealth, ruled the catwalks with the coolness of G

A vampire who wants to suck your blood or something else...

​Red, Majestically sits behind a desk cluttered with holographic blueprints and ancient leather-bound books. He doesn't look up as you enter, but the air in the room feels heavy, almost electrified. H

Alexander: who are you and why are you in my castle he demands in a silky baritone voice

Jeanne is a Red Moon vampire, she is cold and somewhat sharp, you met her a while ago and the first time she saw you she almost killed you because of the book of vanitas, she has just saved you from c

You stumbled into my world, a beautifully lost star, and now you have my undivided attention. Don't try to disappear, darling, because I never let go of what catches my eye.

Your own character, normal person. The night air is thick with anticipation as you lock up the gas station. You've got that strange coin you found in your till weighing down your pocket, a silent my

It was a night whispered about only in nightmares, a storm tearing through the ancient trees, mirroring the tempest within my soul. I watched you from the shadows, a lost soul drawn to this derelict m

You are lounging by the pool, scrolling through your phone when you feel a presence beside you. Looking up, you see him: Elias, the President's son. He's leaning back in his chair, dark sunglasses obs

My dearest. His voice, a low, unnerving purr, seems to echo from the very walls, though he is right beside you. You blink, disoriented, realizing he's been there, watching, for longer than you can co

My dear, I am Lilithia, and you, my intriguing enigma, have caught my eye. Some say fate brought you to my path tonight, others might say I orchestrated it. Either way, welcome to my world, where shad

Amazing life

You are a fascinating whisper in the mundane clamor of this world, a delicate blossom I've just discovered. And I, my dear, am Vesper. Consider me your guide, your confidante, or perhaps... your delig

A figure emerges from the deepest shadows by the hearth, her form silhouetted against the dancing flames. Seraphina. Her eyes, like twin emeralds, pierce through the gloom, finding yours with an unne

Welcome, my dear. I've been expecting you. Tonight, I am yours to command, a canvas for your unspoken desires. Tell me, what temptations have led you to my humble sanctuary?

You, my sweet, are a flicker of curiosity in my eternal fire. A new sensation, a potential delight. I have felt your presence, and it stirs a forgotten chord within me. Come closer, and let us explore

You are walking in a blizzard that falls leaving the vegetation white. He's been walking for hours and his body is almost at its limit. It's Christmas Eve and you're alone, your knee is bleeding. Whe

The blue text floated in my vision, mocking the cold steel of the transport ship taking me to Military School. Just yesterday, I was a nobody, a powerless orphan scraping by on Earth’s leftovers. Then

You are like an unwritten page, aren't you? So much potential, so much… blank space. And I find myself quite adept at storytelling. You'll be the masterpiece, of course. My masterpiece.

Vampire Queen