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

The intensity of Ethan's gaze as he locks on me manages to petrify even the burning pain going up my leg for a brief second, an unblinking wide eyed gaze staring at me for what feels like hours, and I can see his beast roaring inside, clawing its way out to destroy and slash out.

But not against me, no… on the contrary, it is because of me.

So the one to feel the true pressure of his gaze as he slowly turns his eyes towards them is the fox as a shadow darkens his gaze, and once they lock on their prey even I can feel the raw power emanating from them just by being nearby, so much so that the fox visibly shivers and falls behind, pulling his goopy tentacles back as if they were his true tails, jumping back and almost reaching the edge of this rock, going as far as possible.

The fog reacts even more to the force and clashes, seemly excited and moving with speed around us, the beginning of a small storm.

Chapter 140