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

Even during the meal, An Ran seemed distracted, barely registering the voices around her.

"An Ran, are you okay?" Zhang Ning tugged gently on her arm, her voice filled with concern.

An Ran snapped back to reality and, seeing the worry in Zhang Ning's eyes, quickly replied, "A Ning, I'm fine. I was just lost in thought for a moment."

"By the way, have you decided what to dress up as for the Halloween masquerade?" Zhang Ning's eyes sparkled with anticipation. "An Ran, your dance partner is definitely going to be Lord Morris, right? I can't wait to see you two dance together."

Ever since Lord Morris had publicly declared his relationship with An Ran, Zhang Ning, as her best friend, had been ecstatic for her. Moreover, those who used to bully her now stayed away out of fear of retribution from Lord Morris.

It was then that An Ran remembered what Richard had said to her that morning—he was waiting for her at the clocktower.

A strange, indescribable feeling surged in her chest. She suddenly wanted to see Richard right away, to ask him:

As soon as An Ran stepped inside, Richard appeared before her almost impatiently. His striking features and captivating violet eyes made her heart skip a beat.

"What took you so long?" Richard asked, his deep, sensual voice tinged with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"I…" An Ran found herself unable to speak. Her hand instinctively pressed against her chest.

Noticing this, Richard's eyes darkened. "An Ran, are you afraid? Why?"

Under his intense gaze, An Ran felt a wave of panic. She bit her lip, pressing her hand to her chest as she tried to calm herself.

Then, she asked, "Richard, as a vampire's partner, do I have to offer my blood?"

Instead of answering directly, Richard's violet eyes studied the nervous girl before him and asked, "Oh? Who told you that?"

"Dr. Mark, the school doctor," An Ran replied, unable to hide her unease.

"Ah, so it's that outsider vampire," Richard said. "He was once human, but he became a vampire after offering his blood."

"If a human offers their blood, do they become a vampire?" An Ran couldn't help but ask.

But why had Ai Xue ended up in such a state?

As someone who had grown up an atheist, An Ran had never believed in tales of gods or ghosts—until she arrived in Rosewood Town and met Richard. She had no choice but to accept this reality. Everything about vampires was foreign to her.

"No, for a human to become a vampire, they not only have to offer their blood but also undergo the Embrace," Richard explained. "The human must have all their blood drained, down to the last drop, and then immediately receive the vampire's blood to become a newly turned vampire."

Even as he spoke these words, his eyes never left her face, perhaps waiting to see her reaction.

After a moment of silence, An Ran finally mustered the courage to ask, "Richard, do… do you want my blood?"

Just hearing those words, Richard could feel his fangs threatening to emerge. A hint of crimson appeared around the edges of his royal violet irises, and his voice grew low, husky, and undeniably sensual:

"An Ran, you should know that I can't deny you anything—even your blood."

Chapter 130: Unwilling to Deny You Anything, Even Your Blood