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)

"What are you talking about, Commander?" Val asked, looking at Taio murmuring to himself while deep in thought.

"Oh, nothing really." He said, looking at the two. "It was just a thought … never mind me."

"Alright." The girl said, though she continued to keep an eye on him from the corner of her eyes, just to make sure nothing is wrong.

"Osbert stop." Jel laughed as the creature continued to lick him on the face. "Hey, stop. I mean it."

Rolling his eyes, Osbert finally stopped, looking at him intently.

Patting the creature's head, Jel smiled, "Come on, turn back. I have some people to introduce you to.

"You mean them?" He asked, looking at the two with a frown. "Was it not them that attacked me?"

"You are not wrong, but they didn't mean anything by it," Jel said, continuously patting the creature's head. "They were just worried that you would be someone that will try to kill me."

Soak