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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 313: Mizuki desperately tries not to fall.

Chapter 313: Mizuki desperately tries not to fall.

"This miasma is eating you up and getting stronger as we speak."

"..." She opened her eyes a little in shock, looking into Victor's face, trying to find any signs of falsehood, but she found nothing.

Either he was a good liar, or he was telling the truth.

And if there's one thing she knew about Victor, it's that he wasn't a liar.

As much as she hated to admit it, she knew she could trust this... this... Vampire...

And that's something she hated, to think she would actually have a modicum of trust for a Being of the Night…

Victor bit his finger without the gloves he always wore, and soon drops of blood started to come out of his finger.

"What are you-." The moment Mizuki opened her mouth to speak, she felt a foreign object invade her mouth.

"Fummgh!?" She looked at Victor's hand and realized it was his finger that was in her mouth.