Kole never thought he’d see the inside of a mansion this grand, let alone as a prisoner. The ornate walls loomed over him, the gold-trimmed edges catching the faint moonlight streaming through towering windows. His breath hitched as he sat in the corner of the lavish room, chains biting into his wrists.


    "You''re awake." The voice was smooth, like velvet dipped in poison. Kole’s eyes snapped to the figure leaning against the doorframe: Thorne, tall and regal, with piercing green eyes that seemed to see through him.


    “Wh-what do you want from me?” Kole’s voice trembled despite his attempt at defiance.


    Laurent, the second captor, entered the room, his flowing auburn hair a stark contrast to his pale complexion. He gave Kole a slow, predatory smile. "Isn''t it obvious? You''re an experiment. A rare one at that."


    Thorne''s lip curled into a faint smirk. "We don’t often find mortals with your… resilience.”


    Kole flinched as a third figure emerged from the shadows, Auron, the most intimidating of the trio. He was massive, his presence filling the room with an unspoken authority. His eyes glinted a dark crimson, and he crouched down to Kole''s level. “You’ll learn to behave, or you’ll regret it.”


    “What do you mean? Why me?” Kole demanded, trying to mask the fear in his voice.


    Laurent chuckled, kneeling beside him. “You’ll find out soon enough. For now, consider yourself lucky. We could have drained you dry already.”


    Kole shivered, the weight of their stares suffocating. Whatever they had planned for him, he knew one thing: escape wouldn’t come easy.


    Kole''s heart raced as Laurent leaned in closer, his crimson eyes never leaving Kole’s face. The silence in the room felt suffocating, thick with anticipation.


    Thorne stepped forward, his voice calm, almost clinical. "Your blood," he said slowly, "is unlike anything we''ve encountered before. It holds immense potential." His eyes flickered with a dark glint, and the air seemed to crackle with power.Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    Kole''s breath caught in his throat. "What... what do you mean?" he stammered.


    Auron’s low growl echoed through the room, a warning. "Don''t play stupid. You know exactly what we''re talking about."


    Laurent grinned, leaning back slightly. "Your blood has something... special. Something that can grant us power beyond your comprehension. Immortality, strength, speed—all the things vampires crave. But yours is different. Your blood doesn''t just sustain us—it enhances us. It can make us gods."


    Kole recoiled, his mind racing to process what they were saying. "I—I don’t understand. I''m just a normal person. What could you possibly want with my blood?"


    Thorne’s lips twitched into a smile, though there was no warmth in it. "Normal? Hardly. We''ve been watching you for some time. Your body is resistant to the effects of vampire venom, your blood sustains us longer than any human''s should. And there''s more—your blood has a unique energy, a magic of its own."


    Laurent stepped forward, his tone soft and persuasive. "You don''t know it, but your blood is a key. And we need that key to unlock our true potential."


    Kole’s mind spun as the words hit him like a wave. Magic. He had always been different, but never like this. The realization struck him like a bolt of lightning. He had no idea what he was being pulled into, but now it seemed as though there was no way out.


    "And if I refuse?" Kole asked, trying to keep his voice steady, but it cracked in the middle.


    Auron’s expression darkened, his eyes flickering dangerously. "Refuse, and we''ll take it anyway. But don’t make us do that. It will be more painful for you."


    Kole swallowed hard, his head spinning. What choice did he have? He was trapped in this luxurious prison, surrounded by creatures that could rip him apart without a second thought.


    Thorne’s voice was chillingly calm. “You can make this easy on yourself, Kole. We will take care of you, but only if you help us unlock the power you possess.”


    Laurent’s fingers brushed against Kole’s cheek, his touch icy. “The decision is yours. Help us, and we’ll grant you a life unlike any other. But if you defy us… Well, that’s a different story.”


    The three vampires stood over him, their eyes glowing with an intensity that made Kole’s skin crawl. The power they promised seemed impossible to refuse, yet Kole couldn’t shake the feeling that the cost of giving in would be far too great.


    “You’ll never leave, you know,” Thorne said softly, almost as if reading his thoughts. “We’ll make sure of that. You belong to us now.”


    Kole clenched his fists, every muscle in his body screaming for release. But as much as he wanted to escape, he knew it was futile. He was trapped—not just in this mansion, but in a much larger web that he couldn’t even begin to understand.


    Auron’s voice was final. "Decide quickly, Kole. The longer you wait, the less control you’ll have over your fate."


    Kole looked between them, a sense of hopelessness creeping up his spine. It was true—he was in their hands now. There was no turning back.