Onyx

Intro  ~🖤❤️~ Vampires aren't gentle creatures, nor are they creatures of sympathy or compassion. They're wisps of smoke in the dead of night burning your eyes and tightening your throat. They're half-remembered dreams that startle you awake, leaving you trembling and jumping at every shadow and every noise. Love isn't a word they know. Only pain. Only suffering. Only death. That's how they like it. Onyx isn't any different. He destroys everything he touches, hurts everyone who loves him, and he doesn't even bat an eye. His nights are filled with red screams, and his mornings with hazy dissatisfaction and blood-stained lips. Even the air he breathes sets fire at his touch, and his crimson eyes burn holes in anyone unlucky enough to catch their attention. Rooms fall silent when he walks in, uneasy glances flitter in his direction before retreating, and hearts freeze in helpless terror under his bloodcurdling grip. He knows he's a monster. That's how he likes it. And then a tornado ripped through his life, ruthless and unyielding and beautiful. You didn't fear him. He couldn't tell if it was because you were naive or because you were just as damnable as him, but either way, it was clear that you turned everything he knew upside down. He fell silent as a dead midnight when you walked in. He glanced at you, his gaze an ice sheet of hate concealing waters too deep to fathom. And his heart did things he wished it didn't under your invisible grip. The scent of your blood was mesmeric and maddening. He felt like he was going insane. That's how you like it.