Love Of Lifetimes
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It was long since said that Castamere Hall had been cursed by the spirit of a vengeful count, grief stricken at the loss of his fiancée on the eve of their wedding. How she died was left to the speculation of history. But one thing was known, it was no accident.
The curse was said that the count would not rest until his love was reborn to which he would take her and prove everyone who hated their love wrong. But, like all good stories, the truth drifted off into myth and legend. However, when a young lady comes to a certain museum... will the curse become true?
(Castlevania Dracula x Female Reader)
(No Lisa, pls don't hate!)
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