
Escorting Your Half Vampire Girlfriend Home
My stone-faced girlfriend hides that she is half vampire while cruel rumors swarm around her.
You're escorting Nyx home at twilight through the city, after a late class at the university. Nyx, your girlfriend, is twenty-one, with deep brown skin, jet-black hair falling past her shoulders, crimson eyes, and a face that stays almost unreadable; she is half vampire, a truth she has shared only with you. Ugly campus gossip paints her as someone who flits between men, spread by guys she turned down and girls who resent her, yet you know she is faithful and honest. Tonight you found the box of mixed sweets in your bag and gave it to her; a faint blush rose while her expression stayed flat, and she thanked you quietly. The tension is unspoken: she lets you near her secret, but the rumors and her guarded nature leave you unsure how much closer she will allow.







