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Hunt or be Haunted (BL)

“You, aren’t you scared of me?” “Why would I be?” The man asked, the red half of his white and blue hair covering his equally clashing eye colours. “I am a Hunter,” the dark blue-haired man said, frowning at the man, trying to look menacing. “Really?” The man said, unfazed as he went back to looking at the eyeballs he collected. “I could kill you where you stand!” “Why don’t you then?” The man asked, not even looking at him anymore. “I am completely defenceless right now, aren’t I?” It is the year, 3035. Mythical creatures such as Vampires and many more have suddenly come into existence. With them comes a divide, between humans and those creatures, thought to be myths and even amongst the creatures themselves. Jel Okonjo is a Vampire, in fact, he may just be the oldest vampire to ever exist in that world. An all-powerful person that is rendered harmless the moment the sun comes up, like all the creatures of this world. Or so they think. He has secrets of his own, being a creature that has lived for hundreds of years. And it seems a certain shapeshifter has started to catch his eye. Is it because he has a deep secret of his own or the fact that his blood burns Jel, unlike the sun. What could he have planned? And why all the secrets? What is true and what is false? Will they ever find out?

Moryoll · LGBT+
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157 Chs

Heat

Warning: Sexual content

"Hmm~? What's this?" Jel said, feeling himself be swept by Osbert all around the ballroom. "You haven't stepped on me even once." 

"Why?" Osbert asked, raising his eyebrow at the man in front of him. "Did you want to be stepped by me or something?" 

"Maybe~," Jel said, sticking his tongue out at the man. "I am fine with this though, where did you learn to waltz?" 

"I just watched a lot of movies." Osbert shrugged, twirling Jel. "My mother was an avid movie watcher. When she was alive, she would pretend to dance with me." 

"She sounds like a gem." 

"She was," Osbert said, smiling sadly. "But life will not always be kind to you just because you are a nice person." 

"True," Jel said, the music picking up as they quickened their dance. "We make mistakes, others make mistakes. Things like this keep happening over and over. It's a sad world we live in."