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9.9 Billion Bride

He is the emperor of the dark night—cruel and indifferent, rejecting the warmth of women's affection. He ensnared her, viewing her as the antidote to the love poison that coursed through him, instantly addicted, and henceforth, forever beyond redemption. "The women who have glimpsed my body have only one destiny," he declared, donning a refined silver-black mask, his smile sly. "Yet, I find your scent intriguing. You may choose the manner of your demise." Their first encounter saw him pinning her to the carpet. Though commonplace advances typically involved various kisses, he surprised her by biting her neck. The perplexing question lingered: Why was he, not a vampire, drinking her blood?! Upon their second meeting, she fell prey to his bodyguard's abduction, brought before him. As she teetered on the brink of total consumption, a mysterious factor within her body was triggered...

Mo Xiaotao · General
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978: Unraveling the Mystery of One's Origin (5)_1

Elijah Schmidt's expression grew grave as he stared at him. After Owl Eagle finished speaking, he slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, prompting Frederick outside to hurriedly close the door.

The room became eerily quiet for a moment, and Owl Eagle stood by the window, his eyes gazing at the dark sea in the distance that seemed like a haunting specter, pitch-black, just like his childhood—indelible and shadowy.

Owl Eagle was sent to an orphanage in Sea City at the age of two. Although he was young, he had already begun to retain memories, knowing his name was Walter Schmidt and his mother was Yianran Dudley.

A month before, his mother had died of a serious illness in the hospital, and because he had no one to rely on, a kind-hearted person had taken him to the orphanage.

Owl Eagle always kept his mother's diary with him. As a child, he was illiterate and couldn't understand it, but as he grew up, he learned to read and pored over the diary page by page.