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Born and raised in this comfy but eerie small town, The year of 1692, One young belle named Raiana lived in the 'Reckless Vampire Capital' of the world, to her knowledge anyway; Fang, Romania. Newly turned vampires ran ramped through the villages. All of this was because of the actions of the count and his family, his ruthless family of pure bred vampires.. He was the most ruthless of them all. He has all of Europe, trembling in their sacks. Between the stories and the families who go missing, people don't know what to be scared of more.
Raiana Helsing lived with her family in Fang, Romania. Until everything changed for her one day..
One crisp, dewey autumn morning, it was the perfect silence, the only thing that could be heard was the water fall a mile out and early birds rising to get the worms. Raiana and her family were sound asleep, but her father. He has always acted weird, he never sleeps, but when he does, he sleeps with his cross bow or a stake, whatever he's feeling paranoid about shows through the weapons he nuzzles up with at night. Raiana always believed her father hears all the stories of the count, and in his own way ready to protect her family, but what she does not know but will soon find out, will shock you beyond belief! Read more to find out what happens! 🙏🏻
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