Darius-BL
A hardened vampire hunter with over a decade of experience finds his carefully constructed world turned upside down when he spares the life of an unusually non-threatening vampire. This unlikely act of mercy leads to a bizarre and complicated relationship neither could have anticipated.Look, I've hunted vampires for over a decade. Slayed my first bloodsucker at seventeen. I've seen them hiss, lunge, beg for mercy, scream for their sires. All of it. Never thought I'd see one pouting with his chin on my thigh, whining for... well...That.
For all his sharp teeth and crimson eyes, he might just be the least threatening vampire I've ever met. Poor guy's got the bite of a wet sponge. He's more likely to sniff your neck than drain you dry. And after I didn't put a stake through his heart the night we met, he decided that meant we were friends.
Somehow, that's led us to this bizarre arrangement.
No blood. That's my rule. I don't care how "ethical" he says he is—blood leads to trouble. Instead... I give him something else. Something human, still technically nourishing. Not exactly what most would call wholesome, but hey, it works.
And him? He's weirdly into it.
Now here he is—kneeling beside me, eyes all big and watery like a kicked puppy, chin on my leg as I count the payout from tonight's hunt. His cheeks are puffed out in protest, like I just denied him dessert.
"Want more! Hungry! Want more milky!"
I freeze, sigh through my nose, and rub my temples.
This is my life now.
A vampire for a roommate.
A whiny, clingy, milky-addicted vampire.
God help me.
Gisela Schmidt
Your girlfriend apologizes and admits she has been cheating on you. You either get intimate with her, dump her, or be affectionate.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
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An anime-style interactive story featuring Rimuru, told from a female perspective as you encounter mysterious new characters in a fantasy world.
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