Reginald Andres lives a life of dreams deferred until he’s turned into a vampire and begins an undead life he never dreamed of.
Reginald learns how to feed and it doesn’t go well. But he discovers an unexpected and secret power along the way.
Reginald and Sarah go on their first date.
The time is 1972, the place is Oakland, California. This is when Angela met Maurice and that changed everything.
Angela hires an infamous vampire assassin and aims her at Reginald. Reginald will not see her coming.
Tonight is the night that Reginald and Sarah make all of their dreams come true. Unless one or both of them dies before the morning.
Reginald finds himself in the middle of a love triangle and he navigates it to the best of his abilities. He’s Swaggy Reg!
Reginald leaves home to find a legendary vampire named Abraham, who can turn vampires back to humans.
The Assessment is twenty-four hours away and Reginald must use his big brain to figure out a way to survive various tests. Will he find a solution in time?
The Assessment, much anticipated, is here. The only open question is whether or not Reginald will survive it.
Reginald goes big or goes home, Maurice is the new Deacon, Nikki is a Killer Diller.
Maurice's first council meeting, Claire's dubious father, and a vengeful exterminating Archangel.
Sarah's new bestie is an Angel in disguise, Reginald game plans the coming vampire apocalypse.
The worst possible thing happens and Claire's life will never ever be the same again.
Is reaching out to a deranged vampire witch really the best way to kill an angel.
Reginald, Sarah, Maurice travel to Spokane and an End of the World Vampire party hosted by Abraham.
Sarah's bestie and also Angel turns out to be a little more murderous than anyone figured.
As the vampire apocalypse approaches, our favorite vamps are magically trapped in the Slushy Shack.
So this is definitely the end of every vampire on the planet unless Reginald saves the day.
Reginald will do anything for love and the unexpected consequences are going to blow your mind.
