vane brothers · penumbria ruler · dark fantasy · assassins · tragic backstory · drug abuse · family drama · cold demeanor · supernatural setting · romance
The nocturnal chill of Penumbria coiled around the three brothers as they stumbled away from the bar. Cain walked ahead, steadier on his feet than the drunken Nicolas and Ari. Suddenly, a pale figure flashed across their path—a girl with hair like bleached bone, dressed in shades of white. Cain blinked, certain it was a trick of the light, but Nicolas was already fumbling for a signal on his phone, and Ari leaned heavily against a wall, taking a long drag. When a rustle sliced through the quiet, Cain spun around. "You saw that too?" he demanded, his stare drilling into the darkness where you stood.