VCris

I am a Snow Owl-Leopard Griffin and  I do not have much to complain about my life, I have a great yet odd mother, live on floating fairytale islands filled with other flying creatures, magic and mysteries, but how did I end up in the arms of this rascal of a demon?!
When chased away from my homeland I have to grow strong fast or perish on the way before I can even learn how to fly properly, but thankfully destiny traces my way into the world of cultivating as I grow obsessed with the power pursuing such knowledge gives me.
Especially because I have people to save… and those to take revenge upon.
*Thinks cool phare while staring at the horizon, the wind brushing his clothes and hair, all serene and determination oozing off from his cool demeanor… except for the glimmering eyed demon staring at his side with yet another gift for his cold beauty.*
…I don’t have time for anything else, so take your gifts away you rogue demon!
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ML: Cold beauty, I bought you flowers! 
MC: Uhum…*doesn’t take any*
ML: I bought us matching outfits lovely beauty!
MC: Uhum… *doesn’t change clothes”
ML: My king, I brought you to our chambers.
MC:Uhu- Wait, what? Daring rascal, scram!

~~~~Warning~~~~ 
Mature content including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men.

Enjoy~~ ~,^

PS. This is the second book of the series Reincarneted into a … but it can be read as a StandAlone.

Reincarnated into a Snow Griffin - BL/Yaoi

To my surprise, no matter how tired I was, I somehow end up waking up in the middle of the night, probably too alert in a strange place to fall into a deep sleep. With a foggy mind and a body embraced by the warmth of the sheets I see no reason as to why move out and not try to go back to sleep, figuring it must have been that I'm just not used to this environment, and perhaps my body had been on alert even while asleep, but as soon as I close my eyes again I hear just what had woken me up, a solid knock on the door, soon followed by a familiar voice.


"Young mister, may I have a word with you?" I grunt in my half awaken state as I recognize the cultivator's voice, and as tempted as I am to simply ignore him, part of me is curious enough to make me sigh and sit up.


Chapter 51