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 my proposition," Jel said, crossing his arms over his chest. "What do you think about it?"

The two were in front of the three again with a new proposition from Jel. Osbert and Jel talked about it for a while in the library and they both came to the same conclusion, they needed Akemi to teach someone how to do what he does.

They don't know what tricks he used, nor do they know his techniques. If they could get him to teach someone they know that it would greatly help them in finding out more about this.

So Jel called Lillian Rose to him and offered her this idea. She agreed immediately, wanting to meet this person that was able to help so many of them while she was having a hard time even taking care of the few there.

'But what about the kids?' Osbert asked, looking at the two. 'Who is going to take care of them? We cannot just leave them be.'

Peas In A Pod