Nights With The Bloodthirsty
Varean
"Don't bother running. You were under my possession the moment you decided to strike my face. How very bold of you, dear."
Giselle brought it upon herself when she dared lay a hand on a prominent, adored, but also feared man. She couldn't help it, since that jerk caused her to lose her takeouts. He refused to apologize; he deserved her impactful hand. But little did she know that one distressing incident would open a different path. It's a path that is dark and thorny, leading her away from her peaceful life. She would soon face a challenge she least expected.
"I've been spending my nights with a-"