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Reincarnated into a Snow Griffin - BL/Yaoi

I am a Snow Owl-Leopard Griffin and I do not have much to complain about my life, I have a great yet odd mother, live on floating fairytale islands filled with other flying creatures, magic and mysteries, but how did I end up in the arms of this rascal of a demon?! When chased away from my homeland I have to grow strong fast or perish on the way before I can even learn how to fly properly, but thankfully destiny traces my way into the world of cultivating as I grow obsessed with the power pursuing such knowledge gives me. Especially because I have people to save… and those to take revenge upon. *Thinks cool phare while staring at the horizon, the wind brushing his clothes and hair, all serene and determination oozing off from his cool demeanor… except for the glimmering eyed demon staring at his side with yet another gift for his cold beauty.* …I don’t have time for anything else, so take your gifts away you rogue demon! ~~~~ ML: Cold beauty, I bought you flowers! MC: Uhum…*doesn’t take any* ML: I bought us matching outfits lovely beauty! MC: Uhum… *doesn’t change clothes” ML: My king, I brought you to our chambers. MC:Uhu- Wait, what? Daring rascal, scram! ~~~~Warning~~~~ Mature content including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men. Enjoy~~ ~,^ PS. This is the second book of the series Reincarneted into a … but it can be read as a StandAlone.

VCris · LGBT+
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187 Chs

Chapter 182

The three slashes prove to be satisfyingly deep at his front, cutting through cloth and skin in oozing out blood, but before I or Ethan can celebrate the small victory I turn to look and, faster than one would expect from hollow out corpses, the open up cascade of my former master and the lion stand up, hollow eyes and empty open up ribcages, move up and attack Ethan all at once!

Before I have time to understand that the Demon Lord had played us around the basement and that every time his blood was spilled it would gather around these two corpses, before I could discern they were puppets with thin lines making them move, their swords pierce Ethan side and their claws latch on his shoulder, barely inches away from his neck, and the mere weigh of the lion griffin over him brings him to his knees, while the sword is taken out to let the blood ooze out freely from the gashing piercing wound.