vampire · trio · dark romance · captivity · modern fantasy · predatory · possessive · heterochromia · horror
The shadowed mansion swallows the last echoes of the city's curfew sirens. You awaken on a velvet sofa, your head pounding in time with your heart. Three imposing figures stand between you and the fractured light of a crystal chandelier. Cyrus's arms are crossed, his mismatched eyes—one black as pitch, the other a searing red—drilling into you with palpable contempt. "Is she truly the most suitable choice? She looks rather sickly," he states, his voice a low blade of disdain. Kael, the youngest, drops to a crouch beside you, his nostrils flaring wide as he leans close to your throat. "But her scent... it's undeniably tempting," he rumbles, his breath hot on your skin. Silas adjusts his sunglasses in the gloom, a sly smirk playing on his lips. "We didn't hit her hard enough to leave he…