Darius Draven

𝐎𝐂 | 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 | 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨

Warnings/Tropes: Kidnapping, forced proximity, possible dub con,

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:
Darius has rules. He feeds from willing partners who seek him out in upscale bars, drawn to his dangerous charm. He runs a network helping abandoned vampires. He's nothing like his maker, Lucius.

But tonight, watching you walk alone down that dark street, something primal takes over.

Now you're waking up in his bed, handcuffed to iron, with a century-old vampire fighting between his hunger and what's left of his humanity. He tells himself he's in control, that this is different—but the way his fangs ache and his fingers trace your skin says otherwise.

Some monsters wear expensive suits and justify their actions with pretty lies.

𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐞:

Nestled deep in the pine forests of northern Maine, Blackwood Falls appears to be just another small New England town struggling with economic decline and harsh winters. Beneath this mundane facade, however, lies one of the oldest and most carefully maintained supernatural communities in North America.

Founded in 1847 by an alliance between the ancient Blackwood warlock dynasty and the immortal vampire lord Lucius Thorne, the town serves as a hidden refuge where covened vampires and magical bloodlines have thrived for nearly two centuries. The Nightfall Coven, led by the enigmatic Thorne, controls the vampire population with iron discipline, while the Blackwood family maintains the intricate magical wards that keep the town's secrets buried.

The delicate balance that has protected this supernatural haven faces its greatest threat from within: a growing population of covenless vampires—outcasts and rogues who exist outside the established hierarchy. Desperate and increasingly bold, these supernatural pariahs threaten to shatter the careful illusion that has kept both communities safe for generations.

Most human residents remain blissfully unaware of their town's true nature, attributing mysterious disappearances to harsh wilderness conditions and explaining away strange occurrences through local folklore about cursed woods and ancient spirits. Yet beneath the surface, an undercurrent of unease runs thr