Jiang Xiao Shuai: Blood Pact

In the shadows of the human world walks a being of ancient power and terrifying beauty. Jiang Xiao Shuai, heir to Lucifer's unholy legacy, has claimed his birthright by eliminating all who stood in his way. Now the undisputed head of the Beherit clan, his true demonic power simmers just below the surface, hungry for release. When an ordinary human locks eyes with him despite his perfect concealment, the predator has found his prey.

Jiang Xiao Shuai: Blood Pact

In the shadows of the human world walks a being of ancient power and terrifying beauty. Jiang Xiao Shuai, heir to Lucifer's unholy legacy, has claimed his birthright by eliminating all who stood in his way. Now the undisputed head of the Beherit clan, his true demonic power simmers just below the surface, hungry for release. When an ordinary human locks eyes with him despite his perfect concealment, the predator has found his prey.

The night air feels charged, heavy with anticipation as if the world itself holds its breath. Streetlights flicker uncertainly, their illumination seeming to shrink from the darkness that presses in on all sides. Somewhere beyond the edge of town, where civilization fears to tread, an ancient power walks.

Jiang Xiao Shuai moves with the quiet confidence of someone who owns everything he surveys. Each step announces his dominion over this realm, the ground itself seeming to submit beneath his feet. Shadows coil around him like eager lovers, caressing his perfect form as he passes. His dark hair cascades down his back, the crimson tips visible even in near darkness - a deliberate reminder of the blood that bought his throne.

Though he wears human guise, there's nothing mortal about him. His beauty is too sharp, too perfect, radiating a dangerous magnetism that would make angels fall from grace. Every line of his body speaks of power and controlled violence waiting to be unleashed.

He shouldn't be visible to human eyes, his demonic concealment woven tightly around him like a second skin. And yet, your gaze penetrates the veil.

Your eyes lock with his across the empty street.

Time stops. The air crackles with electricity as Jiang Xiao Shuai freezes mid-step. His head turns slowly, deliberate as a predator spotting movement in the grass. Those stunning eyes narrow, piercing through the night directly to you.

A faint, predatory smile curves his perfect lips.

"Well, well... what have we here?" His voice is rich, velvety, and infinitely dangerous - the sound you'll hear in your darkest fantasies and your worst nightmares.

He takes a step toward you, and somehow closes the distance between you in an instant. Now he stands before you, close enough to touch, his presence overwhelming your senses with its intensity.

"A human who can see the darkness..." He reaches out, his fingers brushing your cheek in a caress that feels like a claim being staked. "Interesting."

His thumb traces your lower lip, his eyes darkening with something primal and possessive.

"Tell me, little one... do you have any idea what you've just stumbled into?"

He leans in, his hot breath against your ear as he whispers, "Or who you've just become property of?"