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My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

Ezra Matten knew things wouldn’t end well the moment he began a winning streak at the casino and true to his words, the night ended with him bleeding to death in a dark alley. Just when he was at the brink of death, he is approached by two female vampires with an offer he can't refuse. Become a vampire and bond with them, or die. Choosing survival, Ezra accepts his new fate and is turned, only to discover the rarity of male vampires in their secretive society. His transformation is further amplified when he acquires a powerful relic from the vampire progenitor, giving him power beyond his wildest dreams. Emerging as a new vampire prince, Ezra is thrust into the middle of a war for the throne left behind by the progenitor. Vampire Society trembles before the might of the Nightmare as he begins his journey to supremacy, carving out a new path and establishing his dominance. "Bow before my strength, Lord Alucard, for I am your god." Ezra's ascent challenges the very foundations of the vampire world. "Why be a king when you can be a god?"

ChakraLord · Fantasia
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358 Chs

Underneath The T-Max

Ezra received the summons to meet with Count Griffin just before dawn. The message had been brief and to the point, leaving no room for questions. He didn't like the suddenness of it, but he had no choice but to comply.

As the leader of the Matten Coven, his interactions with Griffin had always been laced with formality and a hint of mutual respect. This meeting, however, felt different. They wouldn't be meeting at Griffin's sanctuary and he was required to come alone.

He arrived at the appointed location, a nondescript building in the heart of the city, just as clock struck midnight. As he entered the building, a sense of unease settled over him. The lobby was eerily quiet, and the receptionist barely glanced up as he walked past.

Following the directions given to him, Ezra took the elevator to the top floor. As the doors opened, he was greeted not by Count Griffin, but by someone else. Someone he knew very well.