When it rains in Dracul territory, it pours.



Everything that I thought I knew about who I am is a lie.



My life began on an Isle I didn't know existed, and now my family want me back. Not out of any familial yearning, but because of a mystical contract that involves marriage, procreation, and the fate of their Isle. They've put a bounty on my head, and my friends are in danger because of it.



I'll have to act fast, think smart, and use all my resources to save my friends and extricate myself from this unwanted obligation, because there is no way I'm leaving Dracul.



No way I'm leaving my friends and my guys. No way that I'm abandoning Ezekiel.



If only I could shake off the awful feeling that things may not go as planned.



Contains mature themes.