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Gabriel was just another unlucky nerd – until he was sucked into Faytheria, a world where vampires eat chocolate, goddesses have teenage meltdowns, and magic is as unpredictable as a dragon with hiccups. Now, he's the "Player," a human hated by everyone, marked by a petulant goddess, and in love with the most sarcastic and dangerous vampire at the Arcane School. Between spellcasting classes that go wrong, bizarre detentions, and gala balls with mythological creatures, Gabriel just wants to survive. But with Seraphine Noctaria, the vampire who loves to literally play with her food, on his tail, Gabriel's life (or unlife) becomes a hilarious comedy of errors. And the burning question is: in the end, will Gabriel become dinner, or will he dine on a vampire?

A Vampire wants to be my girlfriend

Seraphine stopped before the stone portal, her pale hand hovering over the cold, dark surface, as if invoking an ancient power. The Blood Moon's light seemed to obey her presence, intensifying over the structure, revealing intricate carvings with a spectral, almost aggressive clarity.

"This place…" Seraphine began, her voice laden with dramatic intensity, almost a theatrical whisper. She didn't look at Gabriel, as if speaking to the stones themselves. "… demands respect, human. It is a sanctuary… mine."

Gabriel swallowed hard. "Sanctuary"? It looks more like the set of a gothic horror movie… He felt increasingly insignificant, crushed by Seraphine's dominating presence and the oppressive atmosphere of the place.

Seraphine, ignoring Gabriel's tense silence, brought her hand to her chest in a theatrical, almost sincere gesture. "Here… I come when the world… insists on reminding me of its…" She paused, searching for the most disdainful word possible. "… vulgarity. When the castle…" Another pause, a deep, affected sigh. "… my castle… becomes… unbearably… common."

Without further warning, Seraphine grabbed Gabriel's hand. Her icy fingers tightened around his with surprising strength, possessing him, but with a touch of hesitation. Gabriel didn't react, paralyzed. He could feel her gaze upon him, intense and unreadable.

"Share this place with me, human." Seraphine's voice was almost a whisper now, commanding, seducing. "Feel the magic… with my hands."

And with an unexpectedly strong pull, Seraphine dragged Gabriel closer to the portal, almost into the darkness it emanated.

"Dance with me, Gabriel… under the Blood Moon…" And, before he could even process the invitation, Seraphine tossed him into the air, in a movement that mixed strength and… grace?

Seraphine sniffed the air, nosing like a bloodhound. Gabriel felt a shiver run down his spine.

"That scent, strong… intense… You…"

"I stink?" Gabriel interrupted, his voice high-pitched with panic. "Sorry, I didn't shower!"

"It's not stink, you idiot," Seraphine growled, but there was an amused glint in her eyes. "It's your scent. Burnt sugar… and fear." She held him tightly by the waist, floating in the air, initiating a wild waltz. "You are mine now, human. My eternal slave."

She stared at him, her ruby eyes shining, her sharp teeth on display. Gabriel tried to focus on anything other than Seraphine's proximity, failing miserably. "She must brush her teeth well… At least there's that…"

"I… your mistress…" Seraphine whispered in his ear, her voice husky with promise.

And then, before Gabriel could even formulate a response (or a scream), Seraphine bit him on the neck.

Chapter 7 : The Vampire's Sanctuary