My Secret Vampire: Dracula's Heir

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For nineteen years, I was just a normal Californian guy—until I nearly died in an accident and Count Dracula himself sank his teeth into my throat. Turns out I’m his great-grandnephew and “rightful heir,” which apparently means being shipped off to gloomy Transylvania to learn the vampire lifestyle the hard way: no staff to snack on, no escape route, and absolutely zero Wi-Fi. Perfect conditions to lose my mind. And starve.

At least there’s this girl. Abigail.
She wanders the castle like she owns the place, pretends she knows nothing about vampires, and somehow almost kills me every single time we cross paths. I might’ve considered inviting her to be dinner—if she hadn’t run off with something extremely precious. My fang.

Now I’m counting the minutes until sundown so I can chase her through the night and get my tooth back. After that, I’m supposed to kill the werewolf haunting the forest, because that’s the only way Uncle Vlad will let me go home.

Except the wolf problem is way messier than it sounds. And Abigail’s warm, cookie-sweet scent is making me do unbelievably stupid things…