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“I don't. At least, you all would keep me busy until Bernie returns from work.” We finally hung up after almost an hour of video call. My stomach growled for the tenth time since an hour, so I stood up from my bed, wore my flipflops and headed towards the kitchen. Walking down the stairs, I began to perceive a delicious aroma coming from the kitchen. My stomach growled even more, wanting to have a taste of whatever is being prepared in the kitchen. To my surprise, Romania was the one cooking. He was wearing nothing but a grey sweatpants which outlined his huge dick and his chest was bare without any clothes.

Rhaskos, that was my mortal name. My parents were from Dacia. It was a land in the midst of and surrounding the Carpathians, where Romania and Moldova now lie. But I was born in Puteoli in Campania and didn’t really know anything of my roots. Nor was I aware of how the whole world was changing in those times; every chess-piece, every square being ushered into place by a long arm and a whisper in the dark: {Imperium Romanum}.

Lucas said confidently. "How long will it take us to reach Pelkish? I hope we'll be there before dawn," Andrei said. "Exactly midnight we'll be there, it's drizzling now so I'm sure there won't be any vampire swarms hanging around, that way we'll move faster towards Pelksih," Lucas replied. As darkness fell over the city of Romania, it started to rain in the city centre. Andrei and his herd prepare to travel to the western outskirts of Romania, which borders Hungary and Serbia in the Pelkish region.

Just then Bastien entered the boardroom and I scowled at him, Ivan snarling softly. “What do you want?” Ivan asked. “Ivan and Javier, this is my boss, Bastien Romania, he's the new shareholder of Romania Enterprises,” Alfred announced. I glared at him as he smirked then he stared at my uncle. “Hello, Harold, long time, I hope you're not too surprised to see me considering your plans failed three years ago.”

I repelled his curiosity by repeating my answer. Rodrigar rolled his eyes and let out a grunt. He looks a bit annoyed now. “Look, it’s better if you didn’t put your hands inside the matters of that country. Rustaval is a country of demi humans, and demi humans have had a beef with humans for a long time now. If we enter the country looking like humans, won’t we be attacked? Though I don’t care because it’s not like they can scratch me or anything.” He ended with a snicker.

I humbly declined my parents' offer since we are unsure if my plan would be possible. But, I do have something in my mind where we can get lots of money that we could use to buy them. Yeah, I am confident enough that I could afford to pay anything with cash. Like... I don't know... millions? Billions? Mhmm. But I just hope that people haven't discovered what was way deep down that abandoned cave mine yet, back in my home where I grew up. Yes, back in the place where the vampires' castle stood. There are also werewolves, witches, shapeshifters, and other supernatural entities who reside there together with the humans, primarily those who want to make the vampires protect them from what they a

My friends, my family from Romania, and even my cousins. ​My gaze was fixed on the two people who came out of a door. ​"Vareen..."

he asks but doesn’t wait for my reply to enter. He sits on the leather armchair, his right foot’s ankle over the other’s knee. A big smile covers his face as he opens the newspaper and reads it. "Paul Mateescu, the best catch in all of Romania, hasn’t been seen having actual interest in any woman. His dates are scarce, and no lady has managed to get a second one. Some of the women who escorted him are said to be for hire. Sources say he might be gay."

Her late mother was a Filipino and her irresponsible father was an American, who turned tail upon learning her mother got pregnant and whom she never met in her entire life. Alodia was not the only Asian in Iaşi City, she was always an attention grabber because of her unique features. Even though Romania is not particularly a very rich country because it is also the world’s source of workforce around Europe and other rich countries, it is seldom that Romanians meet someone like her everyday. And there were also a lot of poor people in the country like the gypsies. Alodia learned and heard there were some opportunists just to get by. Not being racist or anything at all, but it was indeed true

In Romania, fears of the strigoi, once-human monsters who need blood to survive, have circulated for hundreds of years. In fact, in 2005, The Guardian covered a vampire-slaying ritual in a Romanian village, performed after deceased laborer Petra Toma's family decided he'd become a strigoi in 2003. Six men exhumed the body, staked it, sprinkled it with garlic, and opened Toma's ribcage with a pitchfork. "They took out his heart, burnt it and drank the ashes in a glass of water," a neighbor of Toma's told the outlet.