My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type... But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type... And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time. ........................... [A/N: The cover is mine, it's original.] This novel is being edited by: IsUnavailable, And Davo 2138. If you want to support me so that I can pay artists to illustrate the characters in my novel, visit my Patreon: patreon.com/VictorWeismann More characters images in: https://discord.gg/4FETZAf

Victor_Weismann · Fantasy
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Chapter 138: A man of culture.  

Current location, somewhere in New York.

A man with black hair and black eyes, wearing a shirt depicting an anime girl, was running desperately. He was a rather tall man, around 180 cm tall.

"What did I do to deserve this!? What did I do to deserve this!?" He repeated the same phrases over and over as he ran through the alleys very nimbly.

"Wait!" He heard a woman's voice. In a normal situation, the man would be happy to be called by a woman, but in this situation? He just got more scared!

"HIII!" He ran faster and started dropping trash in an attempt to hinder the woman.

"Ugh, he's too fast for a normal human." The woman was upset. "Tsk, there's no way." The woman seemed to take something out of her pocket and say:

"Oh, Takemikazuchi, lend me the power of your lightning."

Rumble, Rumble.

"...!?" The man looked back and saw the woman being covered by lightning.