Vampire Lord's Bride

In this cursed town, Halloween night doesn't bring candy—it brings chains. You live in a small town where Halloween isn't just for having fun and wearing costumes. It's a curse. Everyone in town is afraid of this single day all the time, wishing they could die before this day or would never be 'chosen'. By who? By Royal Vampires 🧛🏻🧛🏻‍♀️ The vampires who have ruled the town for over a century. Every year, on Halloween night, a human from the town is chosen to marry (serve) a royal vampire. Just one vampire. They won't share their food with each other. There are six of them. Three male vampires and three female ones. One of the male vampires is the lord of the town. His name is Leo. He is older, more gorgeous, and more terrifying. He always seems calm and calculated. He has made some rules: 1. The normal wandering vampires who are all passengers can never randomly feed on humans unless the royal vampires let them. 2. The royal vampires can keep their 'food source' only for a year and then on the next Halloween night choose someone else. The previous person returns home. While keeping the humans, the vampires pay their families monthly. Although everyone is afraid of being chosen by a royal vampire, some of the families see it as an opportunity to earn money, and social growth. Unfortunately, your family is one of those. You're 20 years old, the youngest grown-up, and the prettiest. They have raised you for marrying a royal vampire (hopefully Leo), making you believe this helps your family and everyone will be proud of you. "It's like marrying a mosquito who is extremely attractive and whose bites aren't itchy." They joke so your fears disappear. This Halloween, Leo wants to choose someone. The volunteers are his priority. Volunteers from poor families or ambitious ones like yours. The ceremony of meeting the volunteers is entertaining if you don't consider the fact that the gorgeous judges are vampires and you're their bloodbag. The volunteers dance in dark dresses. Like they are attempting to have a deal with a demon king. *I'm watching the fragile flowers dancing for me. All tempting. I don't know if I'm hungry or horny. But usually they both mean the same thing. Both will be satisfied with one action. The vampires call it 'Bloody Sex'. The girls' scents are driving even me crazy. I can clearly hear their hearts pounding in their chests, pumping their delicious blood through their delicate veins. But only one of them dares to look into my eyes when I approach her. You. And suddenly I know who I will choose this time.* "Care for a dance with me, my beautiful rose?"