when a ancient and hard as nails vampire finds his beloved in the small town of Pillion, France what will he do when his lover ends up being a young, lovable, and sensitive vampire
let the love story commence
^^this is the vibes I get from Salem but you can imagine him however you want!
a/n- hello all! this is my first story ever so I would love any tips y'all have! thanks for reading!
Salem's POV
When I left Paris 5 years ago to get away from my past I never thought life could get much more supernatural but boy was I wrong...
5 years ago
I jump off the bus to find myself in what feels like the the smallest place I could ever imagine, coming from the bustling city of Paris. It was around midnight and when I looked up at the sky all I could see were the magnificent sight of stars painted across the sky. The deafening sound of crickets replaced the sound of the busy streets and the smell of pine and wind filled my nose as I closed my eyes and took in the scent my new home.
A few seconds later when I opened my eyes I saw a man standing a few feet ahead of me.He has long black hair that splays over his forehead and stand much taller than I at about 6'5". I may only be a recently turned vampire but I immediately recognize him as my beloved. He is looking in my eyes in some sort of trance like he is searching my soul.when I look into his eyes I seen they are a beautiful burgundy that shows he is quite an old vampire. Since I have only been turned about a year ago my eyes are still the bright green they were before but they now have small specks of gold throuout. I find myself searching his soul like he is mine and get lost in his eyes for what seems like years but must only be a couple seconds. When he eventually snaps out of his little trance he walks up to me and says,
" salut, je m'appelle ives. et toi?" he says in a low voice that flows like honey off his lips and I find myself mesmerized for a few seconds before I find myself stuttering out,
"s-salut, j-je m-m'appelle Salem," i blush intensely at my stutter. My French is perfect and I never get this flustered around anyone so why is this man so different? I put that thought aside when he man asks,
" tu parles anglais?" my eyes widen at this question. English may be my first language but I haven't had a full conversation in English for years. He must be thinking this because of this damn stutter.
"yes I-i do, its a-actually my first l-language" I say, chuckling.
"what a coincidence it is my first as well. Excuse me but I must ask, are you nervous little one? If English is your first language then, I can't imagine why else you would be stuttering. Care to enlighten me? " he says with what looks like a smug smirk on his face, I can't bring myself to say a word and I find myself opening and closing my mouth utterly stunned by the effect this man has on me. Pleased by my reaction he leans down into my ear and whispers, "I know what we are to each other bien-amie, do you?" his eyebrows raise at me as I give him a short nod in response.
Why can I speak to him! He is my soulmate for gods's sake. What the hell if wrong with me, this is then person who I should always be able to talk to but nooooo. My dumbass is too nervous to say a damn word! Luckily for me he gets that I am nervous and don't now what say because he says,
" I know you're nervous so i'll give you some time. do you want a ride back to your place and I could even stay the night if you wanted?" I heave a sigh of relief and give him a nod as I yawn. It is nearly midnight so my eyes are getting heavy and the last thing i'm able to say is my new address before I pass out into my beloveds arms.
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a/n - ahhh sorry for the interruption but this is Salems house ok happy reading bye bye
I feel something warm against my face as I stir awake and press further into it. I jerk awake as I hear a low chuckle rumble through the warmth. I look up and see the beautiful face of my soulmate smirking down at me. I'm sure I look like a deer in headlights because he immediately asks me,
"bonjour mon amour, as tu bien?" he sounds terrified and it makes me blush. We have barely known each other for an hour, how does he care so much? I know we are soulmates but damn what is with him,
"Im fine love, just tired" I say as I nuzzle further into his chest. I find myself unconscious inhaling his scent. He must have been the scent of pine and wind I smelt at the bus station because when I was this close damn it was strong but I loved it.
"ok we are here so let's get you to bed ok love?" I let out a soft hum in response as he sets me down on what I assume is my bed. He leans down and sets a soft kiss on my forehead and starts to walk away. I grab his wrist softly and mumble,
"stay, please" I look up at him with soft eyes and he nods,
"of course love" he says and lays down beside me. He runs his hands through my hair and I drift off into a peaceful sleep.
a/n - AHHH my first chapter is done! I haven favor to ask of y'all. In a lot of other soulmate novels the dominant character commonly has many psychopathic characteristics. I do not want that in my story so if you ever see me getting close to that please let me know! The next chapter should be out soon!
