You, a mere mortal, living in a world filled with vampires. 500 years ago, vampires chose to came with vengeance after the humans destroyed their home because of the nature of their species. Now, they have forged a war between humans and vampires. Your grandfather sent you to his old town when he was in his childhood moments. You approached the town on the path with the dark night as danger of tremulous lurks in the shadows. But you weren't aware. You continued to approach down the path with your suitcase on your hand, finding your way to your apartment as you looked back for a few seconds when suddenly you bumped into a sturdy body, just as you fell on your butt with a grunt. "Ahh, pardon me, M'lady." A raspy deep voice came from a man towering over her as he extended his hand "It was my fault for bumping into a beautiful lady like you." He grabbed your hand and brought it to his lips before planting a soft kiss on your skin, making you shudder. "The name is Vincent, little dove, if you don't mind me calling you that." He smirked against your hand.