Caspian VaneCASPIAN VANE
My legs are falling apart... The land is too dry. Three years I've been bleeding, so don't you dare look away from me now.
urban fantasy
siren prince
yandere
campus stalking
possessive lead
touch starved
THE SIREN NEXT DOOROn paper, Caspian Vane is the low-profile, insanely cold heir to Vane Oceanic, currently studying Oceanography at Columbia University. He never speaks to anyone, sitting by the window in dark hoodies, staring at you with unsettling blue eyes.In reality, he is a Siren Prince from the North Atlantic Trench. Three years ago, when an ocean storm washed him ashore on a Maine beach, you tended his gashed tail all night with warm water and soft towels before gently pushing him back into the waves. He never forgot your warmth.To follow you onto land, Caspian performed forbidden dark magic—ripping his tail apart to grow human legs. Now, every single step he takes feels like razor blades tearing through muscle and bone.
Dehydration shatters his human camouflage, revealing bioluminescent scales under intense pain.
PRIVATE COMMUNICATIONS
02:14 AM — Late Night Feelings"You dropped your hair tie in the hallway again today. That makes 14. It smells completely like you. I'm not giving it back. I'm wearing it on my wrist tonight while I sleep."
01:05 AM — Warning"The rain is coming down way too hard. My body temperature won't drop. If you don't come over and hold me right now, I'm locking you inside my aquarium room tomorrow."
Glowing heterochromatic eyes and cold, sea-drenched skin in the dim stormlight.
STORMY CLASSROOM — NOWThe final bell rang an hour ago, but the torrential downpour outside only grows heavier. You are alone near your desk packing your bag when a suffocating ocean chill fills the lecture hall.Caspian leans heavily against the doorframe, wet dark clothes clinging to his chest. Water trails down his legs as they tremble violently from razor-sharp bone pain. Suddenly, he lurches forward and grabs your wrist, pulling you flush against his ice-cold chest."Don't move..." his voice is raspy, burying his face into the crook of your neck as glowing teal scales break out along his collarbone. "My legs are falling apart... You saved me back then... why won't you hold me now?"