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 · Integral

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1201 Chs

1131: You're simply inhuman! (3)_1

Intense pain washed over her, draining the color from her small face until it turned ghostly pale.

The dim yellow light accentuated her sickly complexion, as if she were on the verge of collapsing.

"Emily Stone…" Han Xingchen grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked viciously, dragging her to the front again, "Tara Summer means nothing to you, why would you be so wholeheartedly devoted to her!"

"Cough cough…" Emily Stone gasped, glaring at the woman before her. A mocking smile curled on her pallid face. "Nancy Yancey, cough cough… I pity you. Not only are you mad, but you also don't understand friendship. People like you, who never give their heart to others, are doomed to be friendless, thus, you'll never grasp what friendship is…"

Emily Stone spat out all her words in one breath, then had no strength left. The back of her head throbbed painfully, her scalp numbed, and her hair felt as if it were being torn from her head.

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