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

In the church, Walter Schmidt had already changed into his formal wear, a white suit that made his figure even more slender.


He stood before the pastor, his posture magnificent, like a megastar under the spotlight, blinding to behold.


Emma Benson walked towards him step by step, bouquet in hand, the handsome man before her eyes was the source of her happiness...


Not far away, Walter turned around to face her, watching the woman approach him, his heart constricting inch by inch as if grasped by an invisible hand, his heartbeat accelerating—


She was so beautiful today, in a trailing strapless white wedding dress, like a fairy untouched by the mundane world.


The necklace with rhinestones around her slender neck made her skin appear even whiter, her long black hair was swept up high, with a few strands falling by her ears, and her veil hung behind her, trailing on the ground.


1408: Fifteen Days of Husband and Wife (9)_1