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

"Hey! What's with hitting me out of nowhere? You know hitting someone's head can make them dumb, right?" the man yelled, rubbing his head in irritation.

Anran couldn't help but roll her eyes, retorting sharply, "Hey, is this a race track or something? I almost ended up as a casualty under your wheels. Hitting you on the head is the least of your problems."

"Huh? It was a misunderstanding, really!" the man with dyed hair—Yellow Hair—finally recalled that he had nearly hit someone and quickly tried to smooth things over. "The brakes on my bike malfunctioned. Didn't you see how panicked I was?"

Anran thought back to the moment. He had indeed looked terrified and shouted for them to move. Still, as a motorcyclist, he should've known how to handle such a situation. She couldn't help but feel a little disdain.

"So, uh, sorry about that, miss," Yellow Hair continued, sensing she wasn't too angry. "By the way… how'd you know my name?"

"I didn't," Anran replied honestly. "I just called you 'Yellow Hair' because of your hair color."

"Ah, got it," Yellow Hair scratched his head sheepishly. "For a second, I thought we'd met before. I mean, I'd definitely remember meeting someone as pretty as you, haha!"

"Are you part of the Night Riders?" Lester asked, his silver and violet eyes flicking over the red motorcycle.

"Dude, you know about the Night Riders? Are you into bikes too?" Yellow Hair's face lit up at the mention of motorcycles.

Truthfully, when Yellow Hair had first seen Lester's striking appearance and foreign features, he'd wondered if he might be one of "them." In Rosewood Town, besides the Night Riders, there was another group of motorcycle enthusiasts—handsome, agile, and known for their speed. They rarely gathered, preferring to ride solo, though they sometimes joined races. In terms of speed, the only one who could rival them was the Night Riders' leader, Wolf.

They claimed to work for the Maurice family, and they were obsessed with speed. They rode without helmets, embracing the thrill of pushing limits and shouting into the wind as if they didn't care about their own lives. The Night Riders privately referred to them as the "Wind Riders," but Yellow Hair preferred calling them "madmen."

Anran had no idea about this other group, but hearing Yellow Hair's words, she thought to herself: This guy sure is chatty! It's not like Rosewood Town has a huge population. And with all the noise you guys make at night, it'd be weird not to know about you.

At Yellow Hair's question, Lester simply smiled. "No, I'm not a bike enthusiast. I just know someone who is."

As he spoke, Lester's expression softened, his eyes filled with a warmth that even Yellow Hair found captivating. If that "someone" had been a woman, she might've been completely swept away by that tender gaze.

Chapter 44: The Mad Pursuit of Speed