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!" Jel's voice disappeared in the distance as the man closed his eyes, only to open them in a completely different place.

"Have you finally decided to accept your responsibility?" A voice in the distance said as a familiar woman walked to him. "It has been a while, has it not?"

"Mom?" Osbert ran to the woman, pulling her into a tight embrace, voice shaking. "Is it really you?"

"Of course it is. Well, part of me anyway." She said, shrugging slightly before patting him on the back. "I knew that you would be able to break the curse so I placed part of my subconscious in you to help you but … you do not seem ready, do you, son?"

"I don't want to do this," Osbert said stubbornly, moving away from the woman. "I am not going to do it. You will have to find someone else to do it. I am not killing my mate."

Hurry