Moryoll

“You, aren’t you scared of me?” 

“Why would I be?” The man asked, the red half of his white and blue hair covering his equally clashing eye colours. 

“I am a Hunter,” the dark blue-haired man said, frowning at the man, trying to look menacing.

“Really?” The man said, unfazed as he went back to looking at the eyeballs he collected. 

“I could kill you where you stand!” 

“Why don’t you then?” The man asked, not even looking at him anymore. “I am completely defenceless right now, aren’t I?” 


It is the year, 3035. Mythical creatures such as Vampires and many more have suddenly come into existence. With them comes a divide, between humans and those creatures, thought to be myths and even amongst the creatures themselves. 

Jel Okonjo is a Vampire, in fact, he may just be the oldest vampire to ever exist in that world. An all-powerful person that is rendered harmless the moment the sun comes up, like all the creatures of this world. 

Or so they think. He has secrets of his own, being a creature that has lived for hundreds of years. 

And it seems a certain shapeshifter has started to catch his eye. Is it because he has a deep secret of his own or the fact that his blood burns Jel, unlike the sun. 

What could he have planned? And why all the secrets? What is true and what is false? Will they ever find out?

Hunt or be Haunted (BL)

Osbert gulped, looking at his dick. It never looked like that before.

But right now, Jel's elegant hands were all over it and his mouth was on it before too. He couldn't help feeling slightly jealous of it.

Though what could Jel mean by putting this in him? What would it do in him?

"You are a shapeshifter, right?" Jel asked, raising his eyebrows at the man.

"A land shapeshifter. You are similar to werewolves." He continued, playing with Osbert's blue starlight hair. "Most of them live off their irresistible urge to impregnate an omega.

"Especially when it is their mating season or the poor, omega is in heat. You know about that?"

"I-I do," Osbert said, getting distracted by Jel's hands on his hair, leaning into him constantly. "I know something about it."

"It seems like you are in heat. Your first heat. And with me too."

Desire