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Nightmare Shuttle [BL]

The warm blood ran silently along the cold lines of his scalpel. The heavy, metallic scent of death yet to drift away with the chilling night. His knife sharpened with the dying echoes of his victim. Almost reverently, he ran his fingers along the edge, watching in awe as his blood intertwined with that of that pitiful soul. Tremors burned like fire in his body, the pleasure of death almost orgasmic in its wake. It was beautiful. His face reflected the light of the moonlight, he was enchanting yet dangerous. Darkness lurked in his midst. Like an incubus in the night, he lured his victims, watching as they willingly devoted themselves to his blade. All to keep this beautiful demon alive. --‐-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mysteriously he was dragged into this game, the blood still dripping from his fingertips. It did its best, all to please this sinister creature. Because beyond the void, something even darker, more terrifying stared lovingly at his angel, waiting desperately for him to fall deeper into the abyss once again, Chu Yi... Chu Yi... He's waiting. Wolfish Yandere Gong x Tsundere Serial Killer Shou [Unlimited Horror Instance] [Vote and comment to support the author's work] 《Every 500PS= 1 Extra Chapter》 《Every 50 Golden Tickets= 1 Extra Chapter》 《The cover is not mine. All credits to the owner. Twitter @BloodyBeni (Pintrest) Please DM if wanted to be taken down》 Discord: TomatoesandCoffee#7004 (I don't bite) ^Want to support me more? Send me a kofi^ https://ko-fi.com/tomatoesandcoffee

TomatoesandCoffee · LGBT+
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223 Chs

The Isolated Island (30)

Chu Yi stood at the edge of the crowd, neither of them spoke, watching as the villagers exchanged anxious glances, clenching their fingers, and glancing at the tall beam from time to time.

Finally, the old man's body was dragged out carelessly, his mutilated lower body was ground on the soil, leaving a dark trail of bloodstains one after another. Interspersed between the slight rustling noise during the dragging, was the sound of Granny Li's ubiquitous hymn 

The makeshift beam was created very quickly. The old man's features were the only flesh intact, perhaps, but his face is as pale as a dead man, his lips were also black and blue, and countless dense thin lines penetrated through his thin and hunched body, connecting his limbs and torso; a white silk rope was tied around his neck and hung from the beam. The old man's body was supported and hung like a doll