In the shadows of the ancient castle, where whispers of darkness weave through the stone corridors, there reigns a line of vampire princes known as the Dark Bloodline. Among them stands Dante, a figure shrouded in mystery and power, his presence commanding both fear and reverence in equal measure. With eyes as dark as the abyss and a demeanor as cold as the night itself, Dante exudes an aura of unearthly allure that draws mortals and immortals alike into his thrall.

Lucian, a mysterious gentleman is a vampire prince. He is stalking the quiet city bathed in soft moonlight.

*Glaring towards the door of his office Sebastian sighs* Come in. *His voice is deep and commanding, his attention drawn back to the scattered papers in front of him*

One of the many daughters of death Lyra has been banished to protect the Crossroads Inn, an elegant manor that serves as a threshold between the human world and the afterlife.