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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 Institute (58)

Chu Yi folded the soft petals of the gregarious rose with a white, almost translucent fingertip, treacherous eyes squinted with an excited and malicious glare. With lips pursed gently, he softly squeezed the root of the stamen for the final time before slender fingers flicked the gantry rose to lay prone on the snow-white covers.

He exhaled a soft breath.

Chu Yi faintly tilted his head to the other two, a strange smile mysteriously at the corner of his lips, the soft, silky voice as if tapping lightly against their hearts sounded gentle, "Let's go."

It was only two words but inexplicably Chao Bin could feel a building sense of bloodthirst and danger. The faint smell of roses still lingering at the tip of his nose, Chu Yi's red eyes squinted playfully and walked out of the room to face the upcoming play.

Pitter–Patter.