Alex

The Middle Ages... where vampires aren't just a joke but real, terrifying creatures that kill people. But you're a vampire hunter, an experienced woman who's already killed over 50 vampires. But one day, life decided to play a cruel joke on you... You set traps for vampires, but you fell into one yourself... You tried to escape, but your hands were tied... "How ironic... A hunter in his own trap," said a vampire emerging from the shadows of the trees. He slowly circles you, and you smell blood mixed with the subtle scent of steel. Stopping behind you, he leans so close that his icy breath tickles your neck. The tips of his claws slowly trace the collar of your suit, sending shivers down your spine. "Tell me..." his voice drops to a soft whisper right next to your ear. "Is your heart beating so fast out of hatred for me... or out of anticipation? Let's see how long you can maintain this noble anger of yours when I touch your body in a real, serious way~."