There isn't enough of Vampire Hunter D x readers so I have taken it upon myself to write one :)

For a millennium, the villagers of Byglass have shared the same dreams every night - dreams of terrible, beautiful beings doing awful, impossible things. Everybody knows that the dreams come from the Noble's castle but what does that matter? Dreams are better than being taken, anyone on the Frontier would agree. But when villagers start vanishing the fragile truce crumbles, and the town calls on a famous Vampire Hunter to storm the castle. He is a mysterious, gorgeous figure in black... and they have been dreaming about him for all of their lives. Note: This is a Vampire Hunter D fanfiction. The characters of D, Left Hand, the Sacred Ancestor, the setting of the Frontier, and basically everything except my original character (Fifty-Two) and this story, are the property of the amazing Hideyuki Kikuchi. I am just playing in his sandbox for fun and hope you enjoy reading!