none of you deserve me. five words was all it took, it hurt to admit to feeling anything —— but admitting it freed you. it was time to be more than a consolation prize, it was time to find a place that wasn’t by his side. new orleans, it was a party city and full of magic! a city run by vampires from what the whispers say. a demoness changes the energy unknowingly, witches become afraid, vampires hunt for the source of the darkness.
black eyes watch him as you slink through the crowd towards the king of vampires. some vampires found you, they never returned home. ❝ i hear you’re the king. ❞ venomous tongue runs over teeth, what a handsome king he was, arms press down on the bar. ❝ i also hear that your witches are afraid, ❞ a wave of your hand, moments later a drink appears. ❝ you tell the witches if they don’t fuck with me, i’ll leave them be. ❞ ╱ @ichorburn