Immortality sucks! Koide Manzaku, who became a vampire at age 16, has had to repeat his first year of high school 133 times. To make matters worse, being a vampire means he's weak during the day, and he's too grumpy to be popular with girls, so in every one of these freshman years, Koide inevitably winds up at the bottom of the social ladder. But somehow this year–his 134th–he winds up friends with a bunch of popular bros. Could this be the year that Koide actually, finally gets to enjoy high school? Sink your teeth into the daily misadventures of a reluctant vampire.

My Pathetic Vampire Life is a witty and hilarious ongoing manga series about a teenage boy who was turned into a vampire at the age of sixteen and is now doomed to repeat his sophomore year in high school again and again and again. Koide was turned into a vampire at the age of sixteen--one hundred and thirty three years ago. Now, poor Koide is trapped in an eternal loop of the same old homework, the same boring lectures and meaningless tests, and an ever-unquenchable thirst for blood. Koide has repeated his uneventful sophomore year of high school one hundred and thirty-three times, and now, in his one hundred-and-thirty-fourth-year, he doesn’t expect things to change---and is frankly too bored to care. But his classmates this year seem a little different than ever before. They’re thrilled to have a vampire in their midst, and are eager to do whatever they can to help. Will “134” be Koide’s lucky number or is that just wishful thinking?

The sullen vampire Koide-kun may now be a member of the cool guys' clique, but he still got plenty of problems to deal with. Not only have the girls uncovered his true nature, but a trip to the graveyard leaves him at odds with the very people he's been trying to impress... the in-crowd! There may still be a chance to prove himself, however, at the upcoming school cultural festival. Is there any hope left for a depressive vampire who gets everything wrong no matter how hard he tries?

A homebody’s worst nightmare! Three years into her life as a shut-in, vampire Terakomari Gandesblood (Komari for short) awakens to find she’s been appointed as a Commander in the Mulnite Imperial Army! The thing is, her new unit consists solely of belligerent ruffians who revolt against their superiors at the slightest hint of weakness. Although Komari hails from a line of vampires as powerful as they are prestigious, her refusal to drink blood has made her the picture of mediocrity-scrawny, un-coordinated, and inept at magic. With the odds stacked against her, will the help of her trusty (and slightly infatuated) maid Vill be enough for this recluse to blunder her way to success? Or will Komari rue the day she ever left the safety of her room?

He’s undead, overweight, and can’t get a date Vampire, nosferatu, creature of the night—whatever you call him—Jules Duchon has lived (so to speak) in New Orleans far longer than there have been drunk coeds on Bourbon Street. Weighing in at a whopping four hundred and fifty pounds, swelled up on the sweet, rich blood of people who consume the fattiest diet in the world, Jules is thankful he can’t see his reflection in a mirror. When he turns into a bat, he can’t get his big ol’ butt off the ground. What’s worse, after more than a century of being undead, he’s watched his neighborhood truly go to hell—and now, a new vampire is looking to drive him out altogether. See, Jules had always been an equal opportunity kind of vampire. And while he would admit that the blood of a black woman is sweeter than the blood of a white man, Jules never drank more than his fair share of either. Enter Malice X . Young, cocky, and black, Malice warns Jules that his days of feasting on sisters and brothers are over. He tells Jules he’d better confine himself to white victims—or else face the consequences. And then, just to prove he isn’t kidding, Malice burns Jules’s house to the ground. With the help of Maureen, the morbidly obese, stripper-vampire who made him, and Doodlebug, an undead cross-dresser who (literally) flies in from the coast—Jules must find a way to contend with the hurdles that life throws at him . . . without getting a stake through the heart. It’s enough to give a man the blues.

My blood is toxic to vampires . . . If there's one thing I want, it's to get off this iceberg. I'm thinking college on the East Coast. ANYWHERE besides Alaska. Then a near-fatal car wreck changes everything. Government agents jump in and save my life in exchange for my services as a vampire hunter. Did they just say vampires? Yep. And they're not the kind that sparkle. They're rabid, disgusting, rude . . . and way too suave. Those are the ones I really have to watch out for. A knife isn't my only weapon. My rare blood type sends vampires into temporary paralysis right before I have to finish the job by hand. Basically, I'm a glorified chew toy. Now I'm stuck with an overzealous partner, a group of suck junkies, and a maddening attraction to Mr. Joe Cool, dresses all in black, Fane Donado. Clearly, he's keeping secrets of his own. The old Aurora is gone forever. Destroyed in the wreckage. I don’t know who I am anymore, only that I suddenly have intense cravings and a V.I.P. pass into Alaska’s underworld. If vampires found out who I worked for it would be lights out forever. In the meantime, I have some undead ass to kick so long as it doesn't kick mine first. Fans of young adult dark fantasy, vampires, action, and forbidden romance will devour this story. Get your copy and start reading today!