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Wild (Kuro x reader)

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You used to be a queen. Serving your people and stuff. You met a vampire and befriended him. 
One day, you fell into deep sleep for 300 years. Does he even remember you?All Rights Reserved

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A vampire struggling with anxiety, who is trying to blend in with humans and has given up on finding his mate ends up finding others of his kind in Boston. excerpt: It would seem to some a peculiar memento for an immortal to keep a journal. I have discovered that in my times of darkness the only thing that keeps me sane is daily writing. Imagine. A vampire walks into a psychologists office, lays back on the couch. The psychologist is blonde and buxom, pen and pad in hand ready to "fix or assist". "What brings you here, sir" she would say. The immortal glances over notices no ring on her finger, feeling his fangs extending brushing his bottom lip. The immortal letting out a sigh glances over at the beautiful doctor his mind reeling with what to say. The frustration in knowing that this beautiful being, who probably tastes like pure honey, is highly unqualified to deal with my issues.... Well at least in the therapy department.

Servamp (my perception) by MalditadiAsh

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Remember by CelticHybrid

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Ever by misa_nee

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{completed} one-shots 》servamp x reader by softbinnie-

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Belong to a King by GoldenHallelujah

My name is Tristan Dearborn. I was a simple high school graduate. I didn't have many friends or made any, I didn't do much while at home except play Sims after finishing homework because that was my safe haven. However, all of that changed on the night after graduation. I was taken right out of my home by Jairus, a man who claimed his love for me. I didn't even get a say so in it, he just brought me to his world and said that I'd rule with him. Within my "rule" came the kind hearts of some...... and the cruel heart and misjudgement of his father. He made it clear that he doesn't want me to be his son's mate, but Jairus always proves otherwise. My name is Tristan Dearborn. I belong to a king.

In Shadows of Night by dstry0515

I woke to a sudden breeze invading the warmth from the heavy blanket that caressed my skin. Here, alone with my thoughts, the still, calm quiet in the atmosphere is almost painful. I feel suffocated in the clingy, static air. In quiet, still moments like these, I can almost feel Him. I don't know who "Him" is, but I can feel his presence. It's almost calming, especially on fearful, anxiety fueled nights. Usually, he was the strongest when I had a nightmare. The nightmares weren't as common now, but, right after everything happened, I was having them every night. I'd wake up and swear I was drenched in blood, my eyes and lips sticky, my nose filled with the smell of iron and fuel. After everything, that's when Him first came. From there, he just never left. I can usually sense when Him is near. Today, though, his presence is stronger. I can almost feel Him next to me, weighing down the mattress. Some nights, I roll over and imagine how he looks, envision his smile or the sparkle in his eyes. He's never there and I'm left clutching to the thought that he exists, staring into empty air. Tonight, though, I swear I can reach out and touch him. Extending my hand gently, I sweep my hand out into the darkness and meet an inexplicable warmth. A scream rips from my lungs as hands cover my face and two icy blue eyes stare back at me, daring me to speak again. A soft cloth caressed my nose and mouth before I felt myself fade into bed. All Rights Reserved. Contains graphic descriptions of violence and assault. Contains battle scene.

[By chance...] ~Servamp~ (sleepy ash)Kuro x Reader ✔️ by dawnx_edt

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Left Outside Alone by bridgetsh01

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Human, You Are Delicious by ScarlettRossi2024

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The Immortal Journal

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