My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

With the political matters settled, the Matten coven left Rivermount behind.

With everything planned, they went back to the airfield, where Akiko's private jet was waiting for them. As Ezra stepped aboard, he knew this was the final transition.

He was no longer just Ezra Matten. He was now more than just a prince of the Nightmare Court, but the ruler of his own domain.

Everything ahead of him was uncharted territory, a land he had to mold to his vision.

The flight to Blue Moor, his chosen capital city, was smooth and uneventful. The city was located in the heart of his newly assigned territory and he couldn't be more pleased with it. Now, it was his to command.

He had chosen Blue Moor for its potential. It was a thriving trade hub with a few important routes meeting up in it. It was like a mini Crossroads but only he controlled it.

It was a city with power, but at the same time, untapped possibilities. It had been independent for decades, but now, it belonged to him.

As the jet descended, Ezra peered through the window at the cityscape below.

Unlike Rivermount, with its towering gothic spires, Blue Moor had a different feel. Its streets were wide, its structures grand but less imposing, built to accommodate trade and movement rather than intimidation.

The presence of vampires was strong, but there was also a much higher population of humans, people, both mutant and normal, who lived under the rule of the Monarchy, oblivious to it all.@@novelbin@@

The special… blending of both species made Blue Moor unique. He would have to be a bit more careful if he wanted to cement his rule without unnecessary conflict.

Upon landing, a convoy of black armored cars awaited them on the tarmac.

Ezra, Olivia, Red, and Genesis stepped onto the runway, greeted by the silent bow of their assigned security team.

Their presence was expected, after all, an escort for their journey to the estate that had been prepared for them. The guards moved with efficiency, their black suits pristine, their gazes assessing but respectful.

As they drove through the city, Ezra leaned back in his seat, taking in the sights.

He had an entire domain to govern. It was no longer just about survival or proving himself, it was about shaping something lasting.

This city, its people, its power structure, all of it was under his control. He was no longer a wandering prince, he was a ruler. And rulers had to make decisions that would outlast their lifetimes.

The convoy moved through the heart of Blue Moor, passing through different districts.

The central plaza was alive with movement, humans conducting business in open-air courtyards, hidden vampire officials moving through offices carved from stone and steel.

The trade district was vast, filled with supply routes, warehouses, and the scent of exotic goods. Ezra noted the activity with interest.

Commerce was the foundation of power. If he wanted to secure his rule, he would need to reinforce the economy as much as his military presence.

Through the tinted windows, he noticed the subtle differences between Blue Moor and Rivermount.

Rivermount had been the seat of a warlord, a place of dominion and control. Blue Moor, on the other hand, was built for sustainability. Trade ruled here, not just brute strength. If he wished to make an impact, he would need to learn its systems, its politics, and most importantly, its people.

Yes, he could just use his power and rule with an iron fist, but what was the fun in that? Besides, he was a hidden lord. To the humans at least. And he wanted it to stay that way. The less rumors there were, the easier it is for him to raise his child in peace.

Their route took them toward the outer edge of the city, where the rich and powerful resided.

As they left the busier streets behind, the roads widened, and the estates became larger, each enclosed behind giant iron gates and guarded perimeters.

It was here, among the elites of Blue Moor, that their new home stood.

The gates opened smoothly as their convoy entered the estate. Ezra gazed up at the building that now belonged to him, a grand mansion that wouldn't look out of place in a paradise.

Its stone exterior was dark yet elegant, the large windows reflecting the setting sun.

Trees lined the grounds, their leaves swaying in the evening breeze. Well-manicured lawns and sprawling gardens surrounded the estate, while within the walls, a network of paths and courtyards connected different wings of the residence.

Even at first glance, it was evident that this was not just a home. It was a statement.

The security team stationed at the entrance stood in a disciplined line, waiting for their arrival.

Ezra knew these vampires were not yet truly his men. They had been assigned to him, selected from various factions, loyal only in name. But in time, that would change. He would make them his. He would establish his authority, not by demanding loyalty, but by making it inevitable.

The convoy came to a stop, and Ezra stepped out of the car, his eyes sweeping over the property.

This was his domain. The realization settled heavily in his chest, not as a burden, but as something far greater. A responsibility. A legacy.

Red was the first to move, her eyes already scanning the perimeter.

"Good defenses." She muttered as she observed the positioning of the guards. "But there are weak spots. Nothing we can't fix."

Ezra nodded. "Make a list. We'll reinforce whatever we need to."

Olivia stepped out next, her hands resting on her stomach as she took in the space with quiet contemplation. "It feels... different from what I expected." She murmured.

Ezra turned to her. "Good or bad?"

She smiled faintly. "Neither. Just... new. This isn't like the places we've lived before. It's not temporary. It's real."

Genesis floated beside them, crossing her arms. "Well, at least I finally have a proper place to haunt."

Ezra chuckled, shaking his head. "Try not to scare the staff too much."

Genesis grinned. "No promises."

They all knew no one except them could see Gen but it felt good to joke like this.

They stepped toward the entrance of the mansion and the doors were opened by the waiting staff, who stood in two neat lines, bowing as Ezra and his coven entered.

The interior was as grand as the exterior, with high ceilings, dark wood flooring, glittering chandeliers, and corridors that stretched into different wings of the estate.

Every detail had been designed with nobility in mind. But despite the luxury, there was something cold about it.

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Ezra exhaled slowly. This would be the foundation of his future. This estate would not just be a house, it would be a home, a fortress, and the center of his growing empire.

The staff led them through the halls, giving them a brief tour of the estate. The library took up an entire wing, filled with books detailing not just human topics but vampire topics, including Monarchy law, trade, and history.

The war room was already set up with maps of his territory, detailed down to the smallest regions.

His personal quarters were large but lacked personality. That would change soon.

As he stood in the vast hall, staring out through the massive windows that overlooked his city, he made a silent vow.

He would shape this land to his will.

He would make it something even the Monarchy would respect.

And no one, friend or foe, would take it from him.