Mo Xiaotao

He is the emperor of the dark night—cruel and indifferent, rejecting the warmth of women's affection. He ensnared her, viewing her as the antidote to the love poison that coursed through him, instantly addicted, and henceforth, forever beyond redemption.
"The women who have glimpsed my body have only one destiny," he declared, donning a refined silver-black mask, his smile sly. "Yet, I find your scent intriguing. You may choose the manner of your demise."
Their first encounter saw him pinning her to the carpet. Though commonplace advances typically involved various kisses, he surprised her by biting her neck. The perplexing question lingered: Why was he, not a vampire, drinking her blood?!
Upon their second meeting, she fell prey to his bodyguard's abduction, brought before him. As she teetered on the brink of total consumption, a mysterious factor within her body was triggered...

9.9 Billion Bride

Walter Schmidt raised an eyebrow and suddenly stood up. His tall and robust stature was strikingly noticeable.


It was only then that Emma Benson noticed that he was wearing a white shirt and black trousers today, which looked very formal. This made her frown slightly.


"Let's go." He took her hand and led her out of the restaurant, directly exiting the inn.


Emma clung to his arm. Even though she didn't know where they were headed, she quietly followed, trusting and dependent on him a great deal.


Fifteen minutes later, the two arrived in front of a church. The ivory-white church wasn't particularly majestic, but it was the only church in town, featuring a retro design with a silver cross embedded at the top that emitted a dazzling light under the sun's rays.


Emma was smart. The moment she saw the church, an idea flashed through her mind, her body stiffened, and her heart trembled, but she was afraid to confirm it, so she pursed her lips and turned to stare at the man.


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