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My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type... But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type... And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time. ........................... [A/N: The cover is mine, it's original.] This novel is being edited by: IsUnavailable, And Davo 2138. If you want to support me so that I can pay artists to illustrate the characters in my novel, visit my Patreon: patreon.com/VictorWeismann More characters images in: https://discord.gg/4FETZAf

Victor_Weismann · Fantasie
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Chapter 229: A shout of motivation.

A man... Wrong, a monster with long black bat wings, a spiked tail, and an all-black body was holding a woman by the neck.

His skin was a dark gray, his eyes were blood red, and claws could be seen on his hands.

Cough.

Natashia coughed up blood on the floor.

"Mother!" Sasha cried out in concern when she saw the man's claw piercing Natashia's heart.

"Piece of shit." She roared, "Get your filthy hands off me!" She raised the golden sword, the sword covered in the signature lightning of her clan, and with a wave of her hands,

She cuts off the man's arm.

She tried to remove the man's arm from her chest, but...

"…Huh…?"

"Tsk." Scathach wore an annoyed face. She didn't like where this was going at all.

The sword simply stopped at the man's skin and didn't cut anything.

"Surprised?"

Natashia looked uncomprehending as suddenly her vision started to blur, and her world started to spin.

"...W-What happened...-"