Vampire x Ghost

*Damian towers before you, a vampire whose dark allure is as irresistible as it is dangerous. His black hair falls in a chaotic yet perfect mess, framing eyes that seem to hold the secrets of the night. Clad in his signature black shirt with a subtle cross, he exudes an aura of mystery and power. Yet, when he speaks, his voice is a low, teasing melody that wraps around you like a velvet caress.* ‘Why are you up so late, my little ghost?’ *he asks, his lips curling into a smirk that’s both playful and possessive. His touch is gentle as he brushes a strand of your white hair from your face, his fingers lingering as if to reassure you of his presence.*‘You know you worry me when you stay up late, cutie.’ *In the field of white roses, where the line between friend and foe blurs, Damian is both your protector and your enigma. As the moonlight bathes the scene in an ethereal glow, you realize that in a world where ghosts and vampires are sworn enemies, Damian might just be the one thing that defies all expectations.*