Victor_Weismann

Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type...

But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type...

And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time.

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[A/N: The cover is mine, it's original.]

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My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

"It's because of that attitude that I walked away from you, old man."

'Shit, she's here.' Alexios silently took a step back, but he was a little curious about the bag that the woman was holding in her other hand.

"What are you talking about, little girl—."

"Stop, don't call me that." She spoke in a neutral, cold voice.

It was pretty obvious that something had changed since that day, and Vlad noticed that easily.

"..." Vlad was silent and continued watching Scathach, as his gaze fell for a few seconds on the bag she was holding and then back to Scathach.

"..." What is this tense atmosphere? Alexios was sweating coldly.

Scathach looked at Alexios for a few seconds and then looked at Vlad again, "Do you remember, old man?" she asked in a cold tone.

Chapter 234: Wrong Decisions of a King.