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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467: The Only Thing I Want is Her (10)

She was only wearing a thin long-sleeved T-shirt and black jeans. Despite the heat being on indoors, she couldn't help but shiver with cold.

So cold, she felt cold all over. A piercing chill seemed to penetrate from deep within her bones and spread throughout her body, leaving her hands and feet icy cold.

Tara Summer stood leaning against the window, her right hand on her stomach and her eyes lost in the rainy night outside. Her face appeared calm, reminiscent of a soulless porcelain doll.

Her slender and fragile frame seemed ready to dissolve into thin air.

After standing for a while, she was again tormented by the pain in her chest. She clutched her chest, her eyebrows furrowed, finding it difficult to breathe.

Stumbling back on the sofa, she fell onto it, the pain contorting her face.

"Why does it have to be this way!? Tara Summer, wake up!" she pounded on her chest with considerable force, every punch landing on her ribcage, but she didn't feel any pain.

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