Nosferatu Academy

Now I've been taken to a demiplane between worlds where Dracula rules supreme, and all he wants is to... start a school for vampires? It turns out the next generation of vampire is built differently, and I'm in on the ground floor of that new enterprise. What's more, I have a unique suite of abilities that helps me further stand out from the crowd. So much, in fact, that I've started attracting the attention of multiple gorgeous women.

Now that I know what Dracula has planned for me, the pressure is on. Failure is hardly an option.... At the same time, if I'm supposed to one day preside over the Wallachian Vampires, how am I supposed to prove myself to those that are centuries older than me? I have to get stronger, be smarter. I have to succeed. Meanwhile, my rivals in House Wolf seem likely to call off the truce at any moment. Actually, that's the least of my worries. It turns out that there are legendary beings from other worlds trying to steal the Netherveil away from Dracula—and it's going to be my job to help defend it.

Barrett Bradshaw was living the life for a while. As the de facto leader of House Dragon at Nosferatu Academy, his peers and teachers alike held high hopes for him. That was largely because of who his rather famous father turned out to be. Sure, everyone at the academy was the scion of some family of demihumans or another, but only Barrett had an archangel for a parent.