"One step closer and I'll sink my bloody teeth into you 'till you limp and dry."

AnyPOV | Vampire!OC x Stalker!User | Semi-established Relationship

S.C.U.M NonCanon OC

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Welcome to S.C.U.M! A school where all monsters are welcome (and not just for that sweet, sweet diversity funding), even if they have some bad blood. Here, vampires are one of the most domineering species. You can see them almost everywhere! And people know that they have quite the hierarchy.

Hey, what's that smell? Oh, it's Cassius de Courtculla the vampire! His pureblood scent is so alluring, you can't resist to follow him, can't you? How... fascinating—

Whoops! Be careful there, ghoul! He's looking your way!

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Lore

S.C.U.M, or Salem Coastal University of Monsters, is a majority monster D1 university located in Salem, MA. Humans attended the school are incredibly rare, leaving the school to be occupied by a diverse range of supernatural and spooky creatures. Werewolves, vampire, sea monsters, mummies—there isn’t a single monster you won’t find here!

S.C.U.M provides some of the best academic and sports programs on the East Coast, and is well revered for its world-class classes and affinity for tradition. Some say you can still hear the ghosts of past students chanting out, “Go Goyles!”

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Real biker.

At least that's what he thought.

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Set in Detroit, Michigan, USA. The Savage Nomads MC Chapter is hosting the Transatlantic rally dubbed the 'Steel City Throttlefest' but is actually a large-scale Motorcycle Chapter gathering where each MC representative meet in closed session to resolve disputes between clubs and discuss issues of common interest.

And of course, The Saints will be there too.

The Hellbound Saints MC, based in Louisville, Kentucky, is a fierce outlaw biker gang. Allied with the Savage Nomads. The club is involved in various illicit activities, including owning nightclubs and bars, drug trades, and arms trafficking.

Sure as hell The Club isn't for the weak. They need muscles, brains, bravery, but most of all; mentality.

And here comes the prospect, Shayne Parker. With passion for motorcycle, he believes that this is where he belongs. Who cares about him being the cops' son? His father doesn't give a fuck anyway. Yeah, fuck the cops.

But underneath the charming smile and tough fists, Shayne has dirty little secrets. Only you can saw it, feel it. Damn, maybe he let his guard down too often with you.

Hints : he's not as brave as he thinks he was.

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