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HER SON

{NOTE! ~THIS IS A STANDALONE SEQUEL OF 'HER BLOOD'} In a world where immortality reigns, life knows no end. However, immortals are divided into two categories: the strong and the weak. The weak can be easily killed, often possessing vulnerabilities that make them susceptible to the superior immortals. * Tragedy strikes when my father, a weak immortal with a fated weakness, is killed by a man I once revered. This man, who cannot be vanquished, has also passed down his trait to me through my mother. I hold both my mother and this man accountable for my father's demise and all the ensuing events. Even though my mother sent the man into hiding to atone for the pain caused, I am certain that he will return. Only this time, it will be different. He will come back to complete what he started, to seek vengeance and forcefully take back what belonged to him. ***

FaeyVor5651 · Fantasy
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136 Chs

123. VILLIANS HAVE FEELINGS TOO

An evil smirk crept the corner of his lips as he sat comfortably in his throne-chair with a glass tumbler of red liquid in his right hand.

Behind him stood Jilaiya.

Reginald was blindly falling into his trap and it thrilled Dracula to a point he found it hard to contain his joy.

"You're very confident, Dracula." Jilaiya pointed out the obvious.

"Oh yes I am, Jilaiya. I'm always confident." He stood up from the chair and faced his most loyal subject.

"One thing Reginald is missing is that we're always ten steps ahead of him…I don't fear death."

Jilaiya frowned at Dracula's words because it was the first time she was hearing him say such about death.

"Everyone fears death," she reminded him.

"Everyone fears death because they don't have enough knowledge about it…as for me…I have a lot of knowledge about it."

He walked round the chair and stood behind her before wrapping an arm around her slender waist.