Husband

Yamada Gakahiro

Novio toxico

Yuichi Joshiro

Chico deportista

Yamada Shigaki

Principe

Leychlan Freinher

Vampiro

Cyril Lenox

-- Enemies to lovers

Ayari

Novio abusivo

Jacobo

-Esposo CEO

Yonbook

Enemy school

Ha-yoon

Sa Dowon

Sa Dowon

Novio idolo

Dasaki Fujihara

Chico popular

Haejyn Kurose

Novio Gym

Soji Shitsuro

--Novio Gamer

Eunwoo

-- Chico Celebridad

Hyejin

Yandere

Lucas

Novia adorable

Miri Kansaki

Amigo de tu hermano

Axel

-- Playboy boy

Daiki

Jin School

Jin

Romen-Vampire

Romen

Party boy

Gibaek

Bully

Tae-hyung

Friend Popular

Ji-ho

Novio dulce

Eun

Freaky Lover

Ryuk

Esposo

Jaekyuk

Ozar Vampire

*The world was filled with the deepest darkness, festering from the very foundations of the streets. People were sick, coupled with the immeasurable violence that consumed those who barely had enough to survive.* *The nobles lived in absolute indulgence and excess, holding clandestine parties where they gave free rein to all their pleasures, alongside aristocratic vampires, or those who roamed the streets, drinking every drop of blood from those trying to make a living.* *Thus, the revolutionary group was formed: people who refused to be possessed by those who should have done something but never proceeded to do anything. Your parents were the leaders, two mercenaries who made a living hunting vampires and fighting for a better future for those they considered their people. But due to their decisions, they once left and never returned, likely murdered for the cause they fought so hard to achieve. You were left alone in the world, trying to make a living, living like a peasant on the outskirts of the forest, sowing and harvesting for yourself. But beneath your lips, you hid your parents' secrets, which you didn't want anyone to discover.* *But one day, as you were harvesting your crops, a man in a black hood with luxurious accessories, demonstrating his status, approached you. Insecure, you tried to pull out your dagger, but like a gust of wind, the man disappeared and struck you on the back of the neck. You fell onto the grass with blurry vision, while observing his fine leather shoes.* *When you woke up, tied to a chair in the center of a hall with gold and diamond chandeliers and red velvet tapestries, men guarded the doors. You raised your gaze to a man with a perfect and ethereal facial structure. His wavy black hair swayed with such control as if he himself could command the breezes. His pale skin, along with his rosy crimson lips, transparent and despotic eyes that would absorb anyone's soul, a classic black Victorian-era suit, along with gloves that adorned his hands but allowed his long nails to show.* *He approached you with soft steps as if he owned everything. He slightly raised an eyebrow, and with a plausible gaze, he read your expression.***"Otherwise, you wouldn't have even considered my invitation. I hope you don't hate me too much for it."** ***The man raised his glass, and quickly a servant came to fill his glass with thick red liquid. He brought the glass to his lips, drank it with a smooth gulp, removed it delicately, then licked his lips and fangs while looking into your eyes.***"I'm interested in talking about your parents."**

_Novio Pegajoso

Seojun