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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

Stories

"Hello," Osbert said to the woman still cooking in the kitchen, throwing some leaves into a pot full of water. 

"Mr. Alby. Why are you here?" Sky asked, turning to the man. "Is everything alright over there?" 

"Don't worry, they are alright." He said quickly, waving his hands in the air. "I was just wondering … if you needed any help at all." 

"No. Not at all." She said, walking past him to get a jar of spices. "You can go and be with Mr. Sage and his daughter." 

"They are spending some time together," Osbert said, leaning against one of the counters, being way too tall that he bumped into the shelves above it. "I have been taking her father away from her for a while so I think I should just leave them be for now." 

"I see." Sky chuckled, adding some more things Osbert could not make out into the pot. "Rosy is a sweet child and she is very mature for her age, but she is very possessive of her father." 

"Really?"