Blood moon (twillight saga spin off)

It begins with warmth, not heat and not fire.
Something deeper, thick and slow, carrying the weight of a thousand heartbeats
Theres iron, yes, sharped like a whispered truth
but beneath that, a sweetness blooms, dark as crushed berries in the dusk.
Each drop hums with memory, with fear, with desire.
No two are the same.
It's not just taste, it's time, it's soul, it's the echo of life still clinging to the edge of death.
And once you've had it... nothing else is ever enough.