Just My Luck

Just My Luck

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They said that waking up on your fifteenth birthday was a blessing, some people don't make it through the night. But is it really a blessing when your inheritance is that of the most ancient and noble of what was once considered the paranormal creatures that lurked in the dark? I, for one, think it is a curse. It's just my luck that I am one of the newest of the Dracul, or Tepes, line of vampires. I woke up on my fifteenth birthday to find my eyes changed to the signature gold of the ruling clan. Why couldn't I have just been a witch? Or a Linvaren? A messenger arrived shortly after I awoke telling me to gather my belongings and say my goodbyes. I would be traveling to Romania, meeting with Vladimir before going to my new residence in France. Wasn't Dracula supposed to be dead? And why France? Follow Clare Augustine Buchannan, now Tepes, as she discovers the well-hidden Kingdom of the Night and her new role in the world. A/N: Linvarens are people who don't have any creature inheritances. Just for reference.
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