Arcadiawang

An ordinary high school girl, Anran, has her life changed forever by her grandmother's bizarre wishes. She steps into a mysterious town full of vampires and enters the Sacred Court Academy. On her first day, her classmate at the same table turns out to be His Royal Highness, the heir to a noble duke. But before she can get used to her new surroundings, fangs in the shadows can't wait to reach out to her.
 Attacks come out of nowhere and danger looms, but that's only the beginning of the nightmare. Since then, a succession of mysterious and fascinating vampire dudes have burst into her world, each with an unknown secret behind them, dragging her into a whirlwind of deep, unsettling mystery.
 When an ancient witch doctor's bloodline awakens within her, Anran realise that her own life is tied up in a shocking conspiracy. In the dangerous and seductive world of vampires, she searches for the truth while struggling with the complex emotions of the vampires. With love and hate, blood and tears intertwined, what will be the end of this interracial love and thrilling adventure?

Kiss of the Night: The Vampire's Covenant

"Five of you couldn't handle a single human. How pathetic. Truly… inferior specimens." The man's tone was calm, almost indifferent, as if he were merely stating a fact without a hint of disdain or scorn.

Anran expected the five to react with anger to such words. But to her surprise, they quickly masked their expressions, replacing them with ones of deep respect. They placed their right hands over their hearts and bowed in unison toward the man, saying, "It is an honor to meet you here, Your Highness Maurice."

Anran was stunned once more. She had been curious about the so-called members of the Maurice family, and now, one had appeared before her so suddenly.

The man stood gracefully, his tall, slender frame now radiating authority. What had been a leisurely observer moments ago now seemed to dominate the scene. He stepped lightly off the roof of the two-story villa, one foot landing first, the other barely touching the ground. His descent was so smooth and silent it was as if he had floated down.

He landed just a meter in front of Anran, giving her a clear view of his features. He was even more handsome than she had imagined—his appearance and demeanor reminiscent of a nobleman from a medieval Hollywood film. Before seeing him, she had thought Jason was quite good-looking for his age. But compared to this man, referred to as His Highness Maurice, Jason didn't stand a chance.

"Your Highness," Jason hesitated, then spoke, "this woman just—"

The man's cold gaze swept over the four, his eyes carrying a hint of detachment and disinterest. The four couldn't help but shiver under that gaze. When his eyes paused on Jason's face, Jason's words abruptly stopped. He knew that look all too well. In this man's eyes, they were nothing more than insignificant ants.

"Hmph!" The man snorted, quickly shifting his gaze away.

In an instant, his eyes landed on Anran's face. But this time, his gaze was no longer cold. Instead, it carried a faint hint of curiosity. Anran noticed then that his eyes weren't the usual black—they were a deep, royal purple, so intense they seemed to pull her in.

The ignored five stood awkwardly. Jason's eyes gradually returned to their usual brown, but his fists were clenched so tightly that his sharp nails dug into his palms, a clear sign of his frustration and anger…

Anran felt that this man was like the alpha of a wolf pack—no, more like a leopard, elegant yet capable of leading a pack of wolves. It was something she had never imagined, yet here it was, unfolding right before her eyes.

The man's lips curved slightly as he spoke the word in a low, velvety voice. He took a slow step forward, though it only appeared slow. In the blink of an eye, Anran found herself face to face with a strikingly handsome man.

Startled, Anran let out a soft gasp.

Their noses were almost touching, and Anran could see her reflection in his eyes—dark purple, deep, and mysterious…

She had never seen eyes so captivating. Suddenly, she felt a fluster she had never experienced before. Her foot unconsciously took a step back, but she found she couldn't move. It was only then she realized an arm had silently wrapped around her waist without her noticing.

Chapter 18: First Encounter, His Highness Maurice