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)

"I think he knows," Jel mumbled, leaning back against the wall, burying his face in his hand. "There is no way he does not know, it is not possible."

"Isn't it a good thing if he knows?" Lillian Rose asked, looking at him through the small portal in front of Jel. "Then you will not have to break it to him when the time comes."

"It would have been great if that is the case." He said, sitting on the floor of a small space he created so that no one would listen to him, not even Osbert.

"I don't know." Jel chewed at his lower lip, thinking for a couple of seconds. "I just can't shake the feeling that something is off. That something is really, really off about all of this."

"Are you sure you are not just feeling a little paranoid, Jel?" She asked, looking through a mired of blood bags in front of her before placing it in front of the girl beside her to drink. "Maybe because you feel like everything is going too well too."

Fates