#dracula verse

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Darkness had cast over Sarah’s life long ago, but in the years it had grow darker. She denied it, pretended her life was growing brighter, but that didn’t stop the pitch black consuming her. It had been weeks now since her fiance left the country for work, and their letters slowly grew farther and farther apart. Part of Sarah worried as he wrote her less, worried about the old country he’d left for.

That worry had led Sarah out of her usual life, the cycle of home and school, to seek out information on where her fiance had gone. Walking through the large public library, she let her eyes scan over the books through the history shelves. It wasn’t until one caught her attention that she stopped, pulling the large tome off the shelf.

[labyrinthchampicn]

❝ The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. ❞ + dracula au

It felt like a dream when Sarah’s eyes locked with the Count across the room. Her heart hammered in her chest as he so effortlessly glided over to her through the crowd. And now here she stood, on the dark balcony as she watched the half lit beauty before her.

“I’m sorry?” She asked, looking up at Jareth as a flush came to her face. “I’m not sure that’s a productive way to look at it. Temptation is a test of restraint, a show of character. Temptation, eventually, will fade. Don’t you think?”

As she spoke, it only seemed to become harder keeping Jareth’s gaze. Sarah had to look away as she asked her question, looking over the gardens below. The way this man provoked her was infuriating, but Sarah couldn’t bring herself to refuse spending what few lone moments she had with him.

[labyrinthchampicn-archived]

"if i had to the same again, i would."

Sarah should be afraid, very afraid. But standing here in the arms of the strange man who had appeared so late in her bedroom, she wasn’t sure what to feel. It had been so long now since her fiance left and she was lonely, Jareth had offered her so much in his place. Perhaps it was a dream, a vivid revelation of her own feelings.

“How did you get in here?” She asked, finding her mind quiet and still as she looked into those mismatched eyes. They were such beautiful eyes, a transfixing gaze Sarah never wanted to look away from

[thekingsfavorite]

Dracula smiled softly when he was allowed into Anne's presence and then bowed, "Your Majesty. I am I am Vlad III Dracula, Voivode of Ungo-Wallachia, Duke of Făgăraş, Amlaş and Wessex” He knew the fact that he looked so much like her husband but younger had to startle her. The only difference between the two was the fact that Vlad’s eyes were a striking gray/green. "Your husband's distant cousin and now his Private Secretary. I hope I can be of service to you as well."

She stared at the man before her. Identical to her husband, but without his scars, the lines about his eyes. Anne had to stop herself from reaching out to touch his arm. Surely he had to be an illusion. She shook her head to release her from her reverie and bowed to him. “My Lord, welcome. Thank you for availing yourself to me. That is most kind of you.I hope you are comfortable here.”His eyes. His mouth. “Distant cousin, you say?” The queen swallowed. “The appearance must be a strong family trait.”