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

It was too late. Anran had already locked eyes with those crimson orbs. The moment she did, a familiar sense of dread washed over her—not from her encounter with Jason, nor from the old school building.

Where had she experienced this before?

Noticing Anran's dazed expression, Elma smirked in triumph. "Liuguang, why don't you take off that helmet and let your master see your face?"

Yet, to her astonishment and fury, the human not only defied her command but also fired back with cutting words.

Anran's tone was icy. "To be my master? You're not even close to worthy. A defeated loser, that's all you are."

Elma was enraged. No one had ever dared to talk back to her, let alone insult her!

She didn't stop to wonder why this human was immune to her hypnosis. All she cared about was lashing out with her whip, determined to make this insolent human pay for provoking her.

But the human was too nimble. Though Anran looked disheveled, she managed to dodge the whip several times.

Several vampires moved at once, closing in on Anran. Trapped in the narrow space, Anran had nowhere to go. Elma's whip lashed out again.

At that moment, Wolfen slammed on the throttle, breaking through the two vampires blocking him. However, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't outpace Elma's whip.

This time, Anran thought she was done for. If she couldn't dodge, she'd have to take the hit. As long as she could find a chance to escape later, her identity might still remain hidden.

But in that split second, the roar of a motorcycle engine echoed through the air. A black bike soared into the sky above the summit, its body engulfed in flames. As it reached its peak, the fiery blaze illuminated the night like a burning comet.

Yet, there was no rider on the bike.

Elma's pupils narrowed as her whip was suddenly caught by an unseen force. Before she could let go, a powerful yank sent her flying—whip and all—toward the cliff.

The black bike crashed to the ground with a deafening thud. Elma, unprepared, slammed into the guardrail, letting out a pained groan.

At that moment, someone exclaimed, "The Night Emperor!"

Everything happened too fast. If it hadn't been for Elma's brutal crash, Anran wouldn't have noticed the cold, black-clad man now standing beside her. The vampires who had surrounded her moments earlier lay scattered nearby.

The man wore a half-mask made of black leather, concealing his features. Only his sharp nose and thin lips were visible. His short black hair framed dark eyes, their edges rimmed with a faint crimson glow.

Elma quickly stood, her voice trembling with rage. "Night Emperor! As one of us, how dare you strike me! Are you declaring war on the Morris family?"

Her answer came in the form of a merciless crack of the whip. Elma couldn't even see his movements, but her own whip now coiled tightly around her throat, her face contorted in pain.

Seeing Elma ** humiliated by the Night Emperor, Dennis and Johnson moved to intervene. However, the man radiated an overwhelming, menacing aura that forced them to halt in their tracks.

Among vampires, strength was everything—and the Night Emperor was the undisputed force.

"Elma, since when do you speak for the Morris family?" the Night Emperor said coldly.

As he spoke, he tightened his grip on the whip, the aura of killing intent around him intensifying.

Chapter 86: The Emperor Emerges - The Unrivaled Force