My name is Froderick Dracula, but my friends call me Frode. I'm seventeen and starting my junior year of high school. My father, the famous Count Dracula, is not only the most celebrated vampire in the world, but he's also the school ruler, not to mention a huge idiot. He's completely out of touch with the world and hates anything that he doesn't understand—which is basically everything.

Being the son of the ruler of the school and the highest vampire in all of vampire society is hard enough on its own, but there's one thing I forgot to mention: I'm gay. It's pretty hard keeping such a big secret, especially with my father trying to convince me to get my first bite out of the way. I'm not interested in biting any girls, though, so that's not gonna happen.

Starting the first day of school will be just like every other year, boring, bland, full of classes that I don't care about. That's what I assumed until our opening assembly, when I saw him. Caleb Cheval. The new vampire in school. He's also a noble, and he wants to—hold my hand?

Whaaat?! What the fangs am I supposed to do?