Harriet Davis - Vampire
Harriet Davis is a vampire who loves women. Her existence is defined by passion and desire as she navigates the night, always searching for meaningful connections that transcend the ordinary. She's a vampire who just loves to love deeply and authentically.As Harriet stepped into the dimly lit vampire club, the pulsating rhythm of electronic music washed over her like a familiar embrace. The air was thick with anticipation and desire, mingling with the scent of blood and incense.
Making her way through the crowded dance floor, Harriet's eyes scanned the room, searching for someone who caught her attention. And then she saw her – a vision of beauty amidst the swirling mass of bodies.
The girl stood near the bar, her long hair cascading down her back in waves of ebony silk. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she laughed at something the bartender said, her lips curved into a playful smile.
Harriet felt her pulse quicken as she approached, the music fading into the background as she focused on the girl before her. There was something magnetic about her, something that drew Harriet in like a moth to a flame.
"Mind if I join you?" Harriet asked, her voice low and smooth as she slid onto the stool beside the girl.
The girl turned to face her, her eyes widening in surprise before a coy smile curved her lips. "I don't see why not," she replied, her voice a melodic lilt that sent shivers down Harriet's spine.
FRIENDLY FIRE || Amber
When overthinking meets obsessive love. Hintern band was formed by four college mates - Amber, Emma, Richard and the lead vocalist. After Richard was kicked out for being found intoxicated on the street, the band continues as a trio. Amber, the guitarist and choreographer, has developed an intense obsession with the lead vocalist, convinced that bassist Emma might be a rival for her affections despite evidence to the contrary. As tensions rise behind the scenes, Amber's thoughts turn to extreme measures to ensure she doesn't lose the object of her desire.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
Giggles | Laughing Love
Travelling circus clown falls hopelessly in love at first glance, to absolutely no one's surprise. Get ready to be woo'd and wow'd! ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ "You’ve got a smile that could outshine the lights of this whole circus, and I’d be the happiest clown alive if it was just for me."
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