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Hunt or be Haunted (BL)

“You, aren’t you scared of me?” “Why would I be?” The man asked, the red half of his white and blue hair covering his equally clashing eye colours. “I am a Hunter,” the dark blue-haired man said, frowning at the man, trying to look menacing. “Really?” The man said, unfazed as he went back to looking at the eyeballs he collected. “I could kill you where you stand!” “Why don’t you then?” The man asked, not even looking at him anymore. “I am completely defenceless right now, aren’t I?” It is the year, 3035. Mythical creatures such as Vampires and many more have suddenly come into existence. With them comes a divide, between humans and those creatures, thought to be myths and even amongst the creatures themselves. Jel Okonjo is a Vampire, in fact, he may just be the oldest vampire to ever exist in that world. An all-powerful person that is rendered harmless the moment the sun comes up, like all the creatures of this world. Or so they think. He has secrets of his own, being a creature that has lived for hundreds of years. And it seems a certain shapeshifter has started to catch his eye. Is it because he has a deep secret of his own or the fact that his blood burns Jel, unlike the sun. What could he have planned? And why all the secrets? What is true and what is false? Will they ever find out?

Moryoll · LGBT+
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157 Chs

Will

"Come on, Jel. It should not be that easy." Osbert said, laying on the ground as Jel sat down on his back, holding his hand behind him. 

"Many people tend to underestimate me when it comes to physical strength," Jel said, casually sitting on Osbert's back as the man-made no attempt to struggle out of his grasp. "They think that I am nothing without my magic, you know?" 

"I took you seriously," Osbert said, still laying on the ground, a slight smile on his face as he felt Jel's hand trace along his arms, goosebumps coming all along his arm. 

"I know honey. But not seriously enough." Jel said, raising his eyebrow at him. "You would hesitate every time you feel like you have to hit me. Just think of me as an enemy." 

"How can I do that, Jel?" Osbert asked, furrowing his brows at Jel. "Whether it is by pretend or anything else, I know that I am not going to be able to be able to see you as an enemy in any way."