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MY SUGAR MUMMY IS A BEAUTIFUL WITCH

[This is an R18 novel with just the right amount of romance to spice it up. Enjoy!!!] One night, just one night, George Morgan lost everything. His wife, his humanity, his entire life is left to spin completely off course. After an encounter with a witch, George is cursed to an eternity of seeking blood and ultimately befriending the dark. But as things would turn out, a new stranger walks into his life, changing everything. George stumbles upon a witch that goes by Nebula. Nebula turns out to be a possessive witch and a successful ceo all at once. Nebula offers to help George break his curse and to ultimately find the witch that murdered his wife. As always, nothing goes for nothing. There's a catch. A price. Can George pay? Will he pay? Will he find out Nebula's secret agenda? "We are meant to be together George. Even the moon is in agreement," ****** *Disclaimer: This cover isn't mine. Picked it up from Pinterest. *Further information : NTR-NO Smut- Yes Gore - Yes Other books by me include : MY SUGAR MUMMY IS A BEAUTIFUL VAMPIRE *Please support the book let's grow together. Thank you! *Discord link we'll be available in the first chapter.

ElderGods · 都市
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94 Chs

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With deliberate slowness, Hilton reached for his sword. The sound of metal sliding against scabbard echoed through the cathedral as he unsheathed the blade. In the dim light, the yellow-handled sword gleamed with an otherworldly sheen, its edge promising swift retribution.

Hilton turned to face his fellow hunters, his expression resolute. "Stand down. I'll handle this." His calm confidence seemed to steady the nerves of his comrades, though tension still hung thick in the air.

Mordred's gaze fixed on the weapon, a flicker of recognition—and perhaps a hint of worry—crossing his features. "Ah, I see you still carry that old blade of yours," he remarked, trying to maintain his air of nonchalance.

Hilton raised the sword, its point aimed at Mordred's head. "Indeed. And this time, it won't fail to separate your head from your shoulders."

A low chuckle rumbled from Mordred's chest, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "I would love to see you try."