West of the Moon, East of the Sun by KnifeEdge
Summary: I keep having the strangest dream. Every night it's the same thing: a dark room, a big bed, and a silent vampire that I can feel, but not see. I'd be wigged, except it's just a dream, right? It'll be a cold day in hell before I ever willingly sleep with a vampire again...
The story can be found at Elysian Fields and on KnifeEdge's LiveJournal. At over 360,000 words I think it qualifies as long, plus it's a totally awesome fic. Really well written and thought out. |