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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 · Fantaisie
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Chapter 941: The Prophecy? This is bullshit.

Chapter 941: The Prophecy? That is bullshit.

Back to Nightingale.

 

Victor returned to the room where his Wives were, and this time, he came in person instead of being a projection. However, he didn't come alone; Anna was by his side, accompanying him like a devoted Wife, even holding his arm.

 

Such closeness did not go unnoticed by the women in the room. Violet flashed a knowing smile at Anna, a smile that made Anna roll her eyes, slightly embarrassed. Clearly, the two seemed to have come to a conclusion about something.

This exchange made Aphrodite slightly uncomfortable. As a social butterfly, she always wanted to know everything, especially when it concerned her best friend. Knowing that Violet and Anna discussed something private that made Anna get closer to Victor was unforgivable! She wanted to know!