Bloody Nights
Description of the main characters
Author
This is not your usual story about mafias and rich men.
Author
So if you're looking for that I'd suggest you'd go look elsewhere
Author
Now that that's sorted
Author
Let's give you "a bit" of information on the two characters we have today.
Age: Appears 23 (More than 100 years old)
Species: Vampire from the Royal Bloodline
Personality: | Cold | Mysterious | Protective | Controlled | Hiding deep emotional wounds |
Key Traits: Born to rule but chose exile. A predator in public, a silent guardian in private.
Appearance:
With short jet-black hair often messy, marble-pale skin, and haunting storm-grey eyes that flare blood-red when angered or aroused, Adrian carries royalty in every step. Always dressed in dark layers of clothing, he moves like a ghost through the woods, barely seen unless he wants to be.
Abilities:
- Noble vampire powers: Control over shadows, inhuman strength, quick regeneration, heightened senses.
- Can survive longer in sunlight due to royal blood.
- Excellent at remaining undetected.
- Can turn humans by draining them dry.
Backstory:
Born into the ancient vampire royal family, House Valemont. Adrian was raised behind stone walls, under candlelight and in the constant shadow of expectation. His life was bound in blood oaths and politics from the moment he was turned at the age of 23, not by choice but by force… He was turned by his own mother, the Vampire Queen, in a ritual meant to preserve their "pure bloodline."
But Adrian was always different. Quiet. Observant. Too human hearted for a throne built on centuries of cruelty.
In the vampire court, affection was weakness, and desire was currency. As he came of age, Adrian was promised to a vicious noble from another powerful family, a union meant to strengthen the royal hold. His protests fell on deaf ears. When he tried to resist, his freedom was taken. When he refused to feed on the humans they provided, they starved him.
One night, under the crimson glow of the blood moon, Adrian finally broke. During a brutal engagement ceremony, he lashed out. In a moment of frenzy, he tore into one of the guards, stole a ceremonial blade, and fled the palace through secret tunnels his human tutor had once whispered about. He was hunted immediately.
Bleeding from silver-tipped arrows lodged in his side, he ran through the night, stumbling into unknown forests… His vision blurred, his body cold and his instincts barely keeping him alive... The wound refused to heal quickly. The arrows had been enchanted and meant to slow his regeneration.
Age: 19
Species: Human at first..
Personality: | Fiery | Flirtatious | Mischievous | Brave but emotionally guarded |
Special Trait: His blood drives vampires wild, and once turned, Elias becomes fertile, a rare trait allowing him to conceive.
Appearance:
Elias stands with the confident ease of someone who’s used to moving through the woods barefoot and unbothered. His physique is lean but kinda muscular? Pretty toned from years of climbing trees, running through forests, and standing his ground against bullies. He's not skinny but not bulky. He has the kind of strong, agile build that speaks of speed and endurance.
Backstory:
Elias Maren grew up in a small cottage nestled deep in the forest, far from the village bustle, with only his parents and the wild woods for company. His father was a skilled herbalist, his mother, a quiet seamstress with secrets hidden behind soft eyes. They kept to themselves, rarely trusting outsiders.
Elias never minded their protectiveness. He was wild-hearted and free-spirited, always running barefoot through the woods, climbing trees, and fighting the village bullies who dared to push him around. His hands were tough and scarred from countless scrapes, his smile crooked and full of mischief.
But there was a secret his parents never told him.. Elias’s blood was unlike any other. It held an ancient power that vampires craved.. so potent it could drive even the strongest vampire into frenzy. And more than that, if Elias were ever turned, he would become fertile, a phenomenon almost extinct in vampires, allowing him to conceive despite being male.
Because of this, Elias’s parents fled the cities before he was born, hiding in the forest and teaching him to be wary of strangers, to guard his blood, and never to bleed in public. But Elias, headstrong and curious, ignored their warnings.
Elias is appearance(Couldn't find much that I liked in his role):
Author
I hope you guys like the main characters.
Author
Their not the normal ones you've seen I'm guessing.
Author
Chapters will be released every 2 days' time.
Author
Remember, this chat story is not for ages under 18.
Adrian
Hm.. yeah, goodbye, lovely readers.
Episode 1
Author
Hope you're all excited to see how the story begins <3
Author
Trying to finalize every scene so that you guys only get the best.
The air was thick with the scent of damp soil and blooming wildflowers.
The forest whispered with its usual secrets.. Birdsongs, the cold nighttime breeze, and the distant trickle of water.
Elias Maren ducked under a low branch, his white hair catching bits of moonlight that slipped through the canopy. He had a basket of herbs in one hand and a hunting knife on his hip, whistling to himself as he moved through familiar paths. On his way back to his parents' old cottage.
He wasn’t expecting blood... and certainly not a prince bleeding out in his mother’s rose garden.
Elias nearly tripped over the crumpled body near the tall white roses behind their cottage. The stranger was pale as bone, dressed in torn black silks embroidered with silver threading out of place. One gloved hand was pressed to his side, soaked red. His eyes cracked open at Elias’s approach, stormy-grey and sharp even through the haze of pain.
Elias
*Elias crouched, instinct kicking in.*
Elias
“Whoa, hey. Are you dying or just being dramatic?” *He teases*
The strange man didn’t answer right away, but his eyes spoke more to Elias than words ever could.. They were warning him to stay away.
Adrian
“Get away from me.. ” *He warned*
Adrian
*His eyes were flickering red, fixated on Elias, craving blood.. his breaths uneven as he was barely conscious.*
Elias
Elias yanked off his overshirt and pressed it to the bleeding wound.
Elias
“You’re not dying in my garden. My mom would be pissed.”
Adrian
“Your blood..” *Adrian whispered, barely audible.*
Before the stranger could answer, he passed out.
Dragging an unconscious noble stranger into one’s room wasn’t exactly what Elias planned for the day, but that’s exactly what happened. He got the man upstairs without being seen, locked the door, and started patching him up. He didn’t notice the fangs until later.
The next time the stranger woke, it was night. Moonlight spilled through the window, glinting off his face. He looked around, disoriented, until his eyes landed on Elias sitting on the floor in ripped pants and a loose shirt, a twig between his teeth, watching him.
Elias
“I’m Elias.” *He said casually.*
Elias
“and before you bite me, just know I punch really hard for a guy who makes flower crowns.”
Elias
"Nice to meet you Adrian."
Elias
"Do you have a last name?"
Adrian
*Adrian would quietly stare in thought.*
Adrian
*Adrian’s gaze lingered on him longer than before.*
Adrian
*Then he murmured, barely above a breath.* “Elias Maren.”
Elias’s breath caught.
No one had ever said his name like that. It sounded softer, deeper... like Adrian was tasting it. Like he meant it.
Elias shifted where he sat, and suddenly he was aware of how close they were. The heat from Adrian’s body under the sheets. The tension laced in the silence between them. Not quite trust. Not quite danger.
Adrian
*Adrian hesitated, then leaned just slightly forward. His voice was quiet, like a secret.*
The way he said it… It wasn’t romantic. Not yet. But it wasn’t nothing.
And Elias, so often the loudmouth, the flirt, the wild one in town. Found himself strangely still. He swallowed, blinking once.
Elias
“You’re weird.” *He said finally, voice low.*
Adrian
“So are you.” *Adrian replied, but there was the tiniest tug at the corner of his lips. Almost a smile.*
And for a moment, in the quiet woods, in a modest cottage lit by candlelight, a runaway vampire prince and a tough, wild commoner sat side by side and simply existed.
Two names... Elias. Adrian.
Not strangers anymore.
The night air was cool and crisp inside Elias’s small wooden room, moonlight seeping through the cracks in the shutters. Adrian lay half-covered on the narrow bed, his wound freshly cleaned and bandaged. Elias sat nearby in the old rocking chair, one leg draped lazily over the armrest, a blanket around his shoulders. Neither spoke for a while.
Adrian
*Adrian’s eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the dim glow of the oil lamp flickering in the corner.*
Adrian
“You’re still here?” *Adrian asked, his voice rough but quiet.*
Elias
*Elias looks over at him, smirking.*
Elias
“Where else would I be?”
Adrian
*Adrian blinked at him, studying his posture.*
Adrian
“Asleep. Somewhere more comfortable than that chair.”
Elias
“Well, excuse me, Your Highness. I must’ve missed the turn to my royal chambers.”
Elias
*Elias teased, shifting and trying to get the chair to stop creaking.*
Elias
“Besides… can’t exactly leave a stranger I dragged in from the woods bleeding on my bed, now can I?”
Adrian
*Adrian sighed and turned his head to the side, his eyes narrowing just slightly.*
Adrian
“You shouldn't have taken me in.”
Elias
“Oh, we’re doing that again?”
Elias
“Look, it’s done. You’re here. You’re alive. My mom would’ve done the same.”
Adrian
“You’re reckless.” *Adrian muttered.*
Adrian
“That kind of kindness gets people killed.”
Elias
“And brooding in silence makes people want to kill themselves,” *Elias shot back.*
Elias
“You’ve got the personality of a haunted coat rack.”
Adrian
*Adrian actually chuckled. Just a soft one, quick, dry, but it was real. It surprised both of them.*
Elias
*Elias glanced sideways at him and grinned.* “There. You do have a soul.”
Adrian
*Adrian didn’t respond right away, then said, voice softer*
Adrian
“It’s buried deep.”
They both fell quiet again, this time not awkwardly, just… processing each other.
Elias
“Hey,” *Elias said after a beat.*
Elias
“Can I ask you something?”
Adrian
*Adrian shifted under the blanket but nodded.*
Elias
*Elias leaned forward a bit, resting his chin on the back of the chair.*
Elias
“Why were you out there? In the woods? You were hurt bad. Looked like someone hunted you down.”
Adrian
*Adrian looked toward the ceiling, and for a moment, he didn’t answer.*
Adrian
“I lived in a castle where every shadow was a threat, every smile a lie. I had power, title, blood… but no peace. Not once. I couldn’t breathe there. And when they started choosing my future for me..”
Adrian
“I chose freedom. Even if it meant dying in the mud somewhere.”
Elias
*Elias stared at him a long while, then shrugged.*
Elias
“Well. Lucky for you I have a thing for bleeding, broody fugitives.”
Adrian
*Adrian studied him.*
Adrian
“You’re not afraid of me?”
Elias
*Elias leaned in a little.*
Elias
*Elias paused, his eyes serious now.*
Elias
“Because I saw you flinch when I touched your wound. Because I saw the way you looked at the moon like it meant something. Because… I don’t think you want to hurt people.”
Adrian
*Adrian looked away.*
Elias
“You’re still here.”
That made Elias quiet. He stood, stretching, walking toward the little table in the corner where he kept some water and a half-eaten roll while Adrian watched him.
Adrian
*Adrian gave a very dry look.*
Adrian
"Do I look like I need bread?”
Elias
“Well, I don’t know what you eat, Your Bleakness."
Elias
“But if you get any hungrier you’re gonna start sniffing my neck, and I’m not into that. Not on the first night, anyway.”
Adrian
“You really don’t know when to stop talking, do you?”
Elias
*He took a bite of the roll.*
Elias
“It’s part of my charm.”
Adrian
“…It’s part of something.”
Elias
*Elias narrowed his eyes.*
Elias
“I’m taking that as a compliment.”
Adrian
*Adrian’s lips twitched again.*
Elias
*Elias walked back to the chair, then paused.*
Elias
“Actually, screw it.”
Elias
*He climbed up onto the bed, sitting near Adrian’s feet, blanket still wrapped around him like a cocoon.*
Elias
“Chair’s too stiff. My ass was going numb.”
Adrian
*Adrian arched an eyebrow.*
Adrian
“You’re very forward.”
Elias
“I don’t believe in pretending to be someone I’m not.”
Elias
*Elias said with a little shrug.*
Elias
“I like people. I like talking. And I like knowing who I’m risking my neck for.”
They sat together in the low lamp light, the edges of night blurring between them.
Elias
“…What’s your name again?”
Adrian
"You forgot my name already."
Elias
*Elias just stared softly, eyes focused on the Adrian.*
Adrian
*Adrian hesitated then said it for a second time*
Elias
*Elias tilted his head.*
Elias
“So what should I call you? Adrian? Your Highness? Broody McBleedout?”
Adrian
*Adrian rolled his eyes.*
Elias
“Alright then… Adrian." *Elias said, smiling gently.*
There was a beat of quiet where their eyes met and held.
Elias
*Elias stretched out, laid on his side, facing the wall, and muttered.*
Elias
“Don’t stab me in my sleep, okay?”
Adrian
“I’ll try to resist,” *Adrian said, lying back again.*
The room fell into stillness, but the tension was growing between them.
Author
Hope you all enjoyed the first of many chapters.
Author
And that you all got a feel for the characters. See you in the next episode.
Episode 2
Author
Hello guys, back with the next chapter.
Author
Hopefully it's good
Morning crept in softly, spilling golden light across the small room through the slats of the shutters. Birds chirped lazily outside as the village stirred to life. Inside, everything was still, except for two bodies on one narrow bed.
Adrian
*Adrian opened his eyes slowly, already alert.*
Elias
*Elias was snoring.*
Elias
*Curled up on the edge of the mattress, hair a messy tangle of white, he’d kicked off the blanket in the night. His shirt had ridden up a little, revealing a sliver of warm skin, the soft rise and fall of breath beneath his ribs.*
Something about the way Elias slept, unguarded, peaceful, it made his chest ache. Like he’d stumbled upon something he didn’t deserve to touch.
Then it hit him.
A scent.
Sweet. Sharp. Warm. Impossible to ignore.
His fangs ached behind his lips.
Elias’s blood.
It wasn’t just human.
It was… intoxicating.
Adrian
*Adrian sat up slowly, jaw tightening, teeth clenched hard.*
Adrian
(No. Not him. Not now.)*Adrian thought*
He forced himself up from the bed, steadying against the nearby dresser. Sweat prickled his brow despite the morning chill. It wasn’t just hunger. It was pull, like a thread tugging at the deepest part of his instincts.
Elias
*Elias stirred, voice hoarse with sleep.*
Adrian
*Adrian didn’t turn around.*
Elias
“You don’t sound fine.”
Adrian
*Adrian closed his eyes.*
Adrian
"Don't get close to me."
Elias
*Elias sat up slowly, confused.*
Elias glanced down, realizing there was a small scrape on his arm, probably from the rough wood of the bed frame. Nothing big. It's just a tiny cut. But Adrian's body reacted like it was a feast.
Adrian
*Adrian’s voice dropped, dark and trembling with restraint.*
Adrian
“And whatever’s in your blood.. it’s not normal. It’s stronger. Louder. It’s like the forest itself is singing it.”
Adrian
*Adrian finally turned, eyes glowing faintly red, his lips parted in a tight, strained breath.*
Adrian
“It’s dangerous. To me. To any vampire who comes near you. They’ll want to drink you dry. They’ll go mad for it.”
Adrian
*Adrian laughed bitterly.*
The tension snapped tight between them, but Elias didn't flinch.
Elias
*He stood up slowly, walked to the water basin, and dipped a cloth in it.*
Elias
“Then you’ll have to learn to control it.”
Adrian
“You’re treating this like it’s nothing.” *Adrian snapped.*
Adrian
“You don’t understand what I am.”
Elias
“I don’t care." *Elias said, handing him the cloth.*
Elias
“You’re not a monster.”
Adrian
*Adrian stared at him.*
Adrian
“You don’t even know me.”
Elias
“I know enough. You didn’t bite me. You warned me. You’re still here.”
They stood there, Elias, too close, too warm, Adrian, fighting every instinct not to ruin it all. The scent of Elias’s blood was still in the air, calling like a siren.
And then.. BANG.
A loud crash outside.
Both of them stiffened.
Adrian was at the window in a flash, scanning the woods beyond the small cottage. A shadow moved between the trees. Fast. Intentional.
Adrian
“Someone’s here.” *Adrian said coldly.*
Adrian
“And they’re not here to pick flowers.”
Elias
*Elias grabbed the hunting knife from the table.*
Adrian
“No. Enemy of us both, probably.”
Adrian
“Time to find out just how fast you can move, Elias.”
Elias
“I was born in a village,” *Elias grinned.*
Adrian
*Adrian smirked despite the tension.*
Adrian
“Let’s see if you fight just as well.”
Author
Hope the chapter was interesting
Author
Hope to see you in the next one.
Elias
Yeah better not fail us now.
Adrian
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Elias
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