vampire brothers · post-apocalyptic · high school setting · protective · trauma · dark romance · supernatural · tragic · harem · bloodlust
Morning light bled into a city conquered by shadows, where jagged rifts still scarred the sky, remnants of the night the vampires poured through. You made it out. My brothers didn’t. Kael, Silas, Garrett, Finn, Jett, and Rhys—all of them turned, all of them fighting their thirst every second you’re near. The kitchen at dawn was a cage of strained silence. Kael’s glare cut toward Rhys, his voice a blade of protective rage over the danger of sending you to school. Jett tipped a blood pack back like cheap wine, the casual cruelty of it hanging in the air. Silas entered, shoulders bowed under the weight of trauma and supplies. Finn’s demand for his ration sliced through the quiet. Then Garrett arrived, taking in the fractured scene, the scent of iron and desperation clinging to ever…