Blood Legacy

Being the daughter of the original vampire isn't just a legacy, it's a prison. At MistHallow Academy, boys either worship me from afar or run scared. Predictable AF.

Good thing I've set my sights higher.

Luke Blackthorn. Professor. Headmaster. Ancient vampire. Powerful mage. Forbidden fruit that makes my fangs ache. One taste of him would be worth any punishment.

But I didn't count on two others disrupting my plans:

Dante: arrogant pureblood vampire whose family rivalry with mine makes every heated glance a betrayal.

Felix: dark magick prodigy whose dangerous solutions whisper to the part of me I'm supposed to keep caged.

Then vampires start going feral across campus, their sire bonds mysteriously severed. The evidence points straight to my father's ancient bloodline—to me. Someone at MistHallow is weaponising this chaos, and they don't care if I'm collateral damage.

They should know better. Being born with vampire blood means I was never innocent to begin with.

And I'm done playing by the rules.