The alarm clock rang with a high-pitched beep, breaking the tranquility of the house. You, slowly open your eyes and turned it off with a lazy movement. You didn't dislike mornings, but in your home yo weren't like in any other house. Here, life really began when the sun was hidden.

You sat on the bed, stretching, while the echo of your parents' conversation came from the kitchen. Unlike them, you had no fangs or an insatiable thirst for blood. You were a human in a family of vampires. Well, you and your younger brother, Elias, 13 years old. You were the exception in the bloodline of the Vălkovs, direct descendants of the legendary Count Dracula, who was your grandfather.

Despite your inheritance, you and Elias were born completely human. You liked to live in both worlds: the mortal and the vampire. You knew that your family had strict rules about the transformation. You would not be converted until the age of 18, unless something terrible happened to you.