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Reincarnated into a Snow Griffin - BL/Yaoi

I am a Snow Owl-Leopard Griffin and I do not have much to complain about my life, I have a great yet odd mother, live on floating fairytale islands filled with other flying creatures, magic and mysteries, but how did I end up in the arms of this rascal of a demon?! When chased away from my homeland I have to grow strong fast or perish on the way before I can even learn how to fly properly, but thankfully destiny traces my way into the world of cultivating as I grow obsessed with the power pursuing such knowledge gives me. Especially because I have people to save… and those to take revenge upon. *Thinks cool phare while staring at the horizon, the wind brushing his clothes and hair, all serene and determination oozing off from his cool demeanor… except for the glimmering eyed demon staring at his side with yet another gift for his cold beauty.* …I don’t have time for anything else, so take your gifts away you rogue demon! ~~~~ ML: Cold beauty, I bought you flowers! MC: Uhum…*doesn’t take any* ML: I bought us matching outfits lovely beauty! MC: Uhum… *doesn’t change clothes” ML: My king, I brought you to our chambers. MC:Uhu- Wait, what? Daring rascal, scram! ~~~~Warning~~~~ Mature content including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men. Enjoy~~ ~,^ PS. This is the second book of the series Reincarneted into a … but it can be read as a StandAlone.

VCris · LGBT+
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187 Chs

Epilogue

Everything is numb and stiff, as if frozen in place, but if the side effects of the spell and the forceful loss of levels are all it took for us all to get out alive, then I still think it is a small price to pay, as much mother and Ethan disagree and carry worried faces with them all the time since I had been bedridden.

Although the awkward silence and growing friendship between mother and him with the common worry for my well being and the sharing looks of I am not getting out of bed untilI get better had not been as strange as meeting my father after the incident, after the father I despised and would rather not have in my life just saved me from a final blow by receiving it in my place.

He lost his wings as a result of it, barely clinging to life, and his time as a soldier would probably stay behind him now, his muzzle deformed and stitches all over the place.