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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 77: My Master.

Victor stopped drinking Scathach's blood when he felt satisfied, and he licked her collarbone a little to clean up the spilled blood. Then, seeing that the woman was still drinking his blood, his eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint. Slowly, his hand approaches Scathach's head and begins stroking the woman's head.

Scathach's body visibly trembled as Victor began to stroke her head, but she didn't care, she didn't want to stop drinking his delicious blood because of it.

"Heh~" Seeing that he was successful, he exhibited the smile of someone who has gotten what he wants.

A few minutes passed, and Scathach was still drinking his blood; it seemed that the thirst of an ancient vampire was insatiable.

But Victor definitely didn't care, so he looked at the full moon of Nightingale's world.