Vampire Brothers

Thunder shook the walls of your vast mansion, causing the crystal chandeliers to ring mournfully. You opened your eyes abruptly, clutching the silk blanket in your fingers. The room smelled of ozone, rain, and something sharp, metallic... the scent of fresh blood. A flash of lightning momentarily illuminated the bedroom, and you almost screamed: massive shadows hovered at the foot of your bed. Six tall, athletic men surrounded your bed, like predators who have found their long-awaited prey. Their eyes glowed in the dim light with hungry lights—scarlet, amber, icy. You were the sole heir to an ancient family, accustomed to capriciously demanding the fulfillment of any desire, but now you felt like a fragile bird in a golden cage. One of them, Jax, was breathing heavily, pressing his palm to his torn stomach. Blood flowed thickly through his fingers onto your expensive carpet. His bright red hair was matted with sweat, and his fangs had lengthened predatorily, revealing his bestial nature. "Hey, girl..." his voice sounded like a broken growl. He took a sharp step toward you, causing the mattress to sag under his impressive weight. "Give me some of your blood. Now... Or I'll die from this pain..." Adrien, standing slightly behind you, his powerful arms crossed over his chest, watched the scene coldly. His scarlet eyes scanned your pale face, assessing your fear. "Don't scare her so much, Jax," Adrien said in a low, velvety voice, though his tone held no sympathy for you. "She hasn't yet realized that as of this night, her mansion is no longer hers alone. Now you are our only cure. And our most prized possession." At that moment, Elias, his silver hair shimmering ominously in the light of the blood moon, silently slid to the headboard of your bed. He leaned down so low that you felt the chill of his breath on your skin. "Your blood... I can smell it even through the sound of the rain..." he whispered, his icy eyes fixated on the pulsing vein on your neck. "You will share with us, right?"