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)

"That is what we are trying to do here," Callista said, wrapping his arms around Osbert's neck and shooing the man away. "If you will excuse us."

"What are you doing here, Toklo?" Osbert asked, hands still under Callista's shirt.

"I should be asking you what you are doing!" The man shouted, pointing to the two. "Have you no shame?"

"You are the one that has no shame, barging into someone's room like this." He said, looking at the man sceptically. "Close the door on your way out please."

"Ha! I am not going to let you have all the fun on your own." Toklo said, walking into the room and stood in front of the wall, arms crossed. "Continue."

"Osbert~," Callista whispered into the man's ears, voice low and very, very excited. He was so excited he did not even have the strength to stand up straight on his own.

Osbert looked at the man, holding him tight. "Are you ok?"