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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
#ACTION
#ROMANCE
#R18
#MAGIC
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#SHAPESHIFTER

Submission

Screeching at the top of her voice, the woman turned back into the form she took coming there. 

"I am going to mangle you and bathe in your- Ahhhh!" 

So noisy. Alby thought, standing on her shoulders as she was slowly turning the knife deeply embedded into her neck as blood started spurting out. 

Screaming, she swung her arm at the man who jumped away, pulling the knife out of her neck, landing on top of the table.

"You- how are you hurting me?!?" She asked, hand over her bleeding neck. 

"I don't know," Alby said licking the blood off the knife. "Though, I don't think that is what you should be worried about at the moment." 

"You can't kill ME." 

"Wanna bet?" Alby twirled the knife in his hands before charging at the woman again. 

Slightly panicked, the woman stepped back, trying to avoid his knife to her face. She tried to use her wings to attack him but he only dodged them like they were a breeze.