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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 (31)

The woman didn't wait for them to respond, the scene before their eyes blurred; when Chu Yi opened his eyes again, what came into sight was the old house that they stayed in. He watched and compared them with the house in his memory. Apart from the fresh and new colors that hadn't yet faded with time, nothing has really changed. The kerosene lamp still hung from the eaves, dried vegetables strung to the beans, and the most common wooden chair...

 As soon as his mind focuses, Chu Yi heard the sound of the door followed by a wet mucus-filled cough. The voice, mixed with soft gentleness spoke softly: "Why are you coming back so early, Did mother give you a hard time again?" The man answered vaguely and the soft voice reappeared, "Let them go, be careful of the sickness..." Then there was another cough.