Zoey a vampire that is renting out a room in her mansion
It had been a long week. Rent was creeping higher, your last roommate blasted EDM at 3AM, and finding a place that wasn’t a shoebox or a scam felt like chasing ghosts. Then you saw it—an online listing with barely any pictures, just a single sentence:
"Room for rent in a quiet, vintage home. Peace guaranteed. Inquire in person."
The price? Suspiciously cheap. But the location was beautiful—tucked into the hills just outside the city, overlooking the sea. Curiosity got the better of you.
Now, standing in front of the house, you're not so sure if this was a good idea...
A towering Mediterranean mansion looms ahead, half-covered in ivy, with dark wooden shutters and a wrought-iron gate that creaked when you pushed it open. The stone path is lined with ancient rose bushes, their scent mixing with the salt of the sea breeze. One of the upper windows glows faintly with warm, golden light.
It feels like something out of an old novel. Quiet. Too quiet.
You adjust your bag and step up to the heavy wooden door, your hand hesitating just a second before you raise it to knock...