webnovel

The Vampire's Lord Mate is Reincarnated! BL/Yaoi

What were you to do if, one day, you are not only invited to work in a new find supernatural city to investigate paranormal crimes, but gets hit on by the velvet wearing Vampire Lord of the city every chance he gets?! I was happy of finding good use for my knowledge over the supernatural beyond my books and blogs, and if there is a place a shy nerd for mystical creatures like myself can fit in, that would be one of the Foggy Cities that popped into existence all around the world, especially the gothic full of vampire one, the New Stormhold. Only that… it seems that my own past hold secrets from me, and that perhaps that smirking overconfident Vampire Lord has more to do with it than someone I should not have never known has. The only problem is, am I willing to pay the price for finding out? Because it may have been already too late the moment I stepped inside this city. And met his crimson hungry eyes. ~~~~~ ML:*cups MC shin, getting real close to whisper* You smell really nice… Let me have a taste mon chéri … MC: O-oh yeah? T-thank you b-but I- ML: I may as well have you for dinner instead… MC: *blushs, panic alert, alert!* Voice 1 : Oi, wait right there, I want him too! Voice 2 : No no, I saw him first! MC: …. ML: As if you all could have a taste of what is mine, scram! ~~~~Warning~~~~ Mature content, including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men. BTW is 1v1 relationship, not a harem, the others are only very… enthusiastic about it hehe.

VCris · LGBT+
Zu wenig Bewertungen
60 Chs

Chapter 54

I watch him being hit as if in slow motion, the blood flowing in the air like fire sparks, but even the image does not help me to move forward and rescue him, on the contrary, it only adds to my panic when I can only widen my eyes and clench my claws on the earth before leaping as I hear the metal break skin, cutting flesh and muscle all the way in and around his shoulder with a slicing sickening sound.

For a moment the mere image paralyzes me in place, but as the string of a bow being pulled all the way back only for the apparent stillness explode in a mere second to shoot the deadly arrow out, the next millisecond I dash towards him right at the other edge of the battlefield.

But of course one cannot simple strode around a battle and expect it to be as smooth as a walk in the park.