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Dumbledore always believed that Voldemort was the greatest threat to the wizarding world—until a vampire who has lived for over a thousand years showed up at Hogwarts, brandishing the school’s deed. "A thousand years have passed, and the lease on Hogwarts is up!" Dracula declares. "Headmaster, surely you wouldn’t want your students left homeless, would you?" Dumbledore asks gravely, "What do you want?" "Anything interesting," the vampire replies. Finding the offer simple enough, Dracula decides that the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor sounds rather entertaining. And so, Hogwarts gains a new professor who answers to no one. “Albus, I don’t think Professor Dracula’s teaching is suitable for the poor children!” McGonagall frets. “I can’t help it—no one can fire him,” Dumbledore admits. Meanwhile, Draco Malfoy plots: “My father is on the board. I’ll make sure he gets fired!” Lucius Malfoy smacks him on the head: “Dracula, ignore him—don’t go firing the board!” This is the story of a bored, centuries-old vampire seeking amusement in the wizarding world—and finding it in the most unexpected of classrooms.

Hello, I’m Dracula—the Lord of Vampires, the King of Dragons. I used to be just a shut-in otaku. After transmigrating into this world and becoming a holy knight named Gabriel Belmont, I thought my life was finally on track: promotions, raises, and marrying into wealth and beauty. But the organization had other plans. They “divinely appointed” me as the savior of the world. And after all the trouble I went through to save that damn world, the bastards from the Brotherhood of Light turned around and branded me a class enemy. Also, what's the deal with those little punks who go around calling themselves my descendants and bearing the Belmont name? Heaven have mercy, I may be engaged to Maria, but I’ve never even touched her! After endless battles and bloodshed, I finally became an invincible being. Then out of nowhere, a system popped up and forced me to save the world again. After all, a man can't live for himself alone. But how did a shut-in like me end up as Dracula?! I quit. I’m done. Lord Dracula, King of Vampires, is once again enjoying an absolutely splendid day of doing nothing. [Note: This is a Translation]

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What if Bram Stoker's Dracula exists in The Walking Dead?. This story follows the life of Dracula as he protects the dwindling number of humans in a world infested by walkers. Like a farmer raising his livestock. A kingdom-building novel about a community being led by a warlord who protects them from outside threats both living and the dead. ----------------------- TAGS *Gore (18+) *Action (Heavy action) *Horror (I'll try my best to make it one) *Kingdom building *Romance *Harem (Slow burn. And Dracula already has existing wives in the original novel. Not the focus. + 1-3 in TWD universe)

What if the Count was less old-fashioned and more loving toward his children, where Vlad and Ingrid better bond and Vlad became more accepting of his vampiric nature? What would happen to the adventures of the Chosen One, would he become the spitting image of what every vampire wants him to become or would he remain steadfast in his journey for peace for vampires and breathers? Also on fanfic.net under the same name and author

Keeping it real with you guys, this is something purely for my entertainment and out of all of the books that I've written and of course that you haven't seen, I feel like this has the most potential. With a ton of ideas, and a lot of things to do. Implement Dracula and his servants in a TVD type of Environment and what do you get? Read and see. Possible Multiversal Travel, and Omniversal Travel. Forewarning, it might be cringe a little, this is of course R-18, and this is of course Dracula so don't expect good things all the time. But he is different from the stereotypical Dracula.

After several years living in New York, the Burnell family returns to the 'homeland' of their ancestors, while the city is overwhelmed by a wave of mysterious murders...

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!