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 391: God. 

Chapter 391: God. 

"Nero, pay attention. I want to teach you some more."

Nero was surprised to be called by Victor but quickly turned her attention to him and said:

"…Yes, Father."

"You too Bruna."

"Yes, Master." Bruna nodded and looked intently at Victor's body, something that proved to be very difficult given the clothes he was wearing and his all-enhancing smile.

"This is how you punch."

The two women seemed to watch everything in slow motion as they saw the muscles in his leg contract, then a red power seemed to start in his leg and slowly started to run through his body.

This power went up his legs to his hips, where it gained new momentum and spread through the muscles of his back, and when it reached the area of ​​his shoulders, the red power detoured and traveled up his arm to the tip of the fist of Victor's right hand.


The moment the fist touched the invisible wall, something happened.