Protect My Love

Protect My Love

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Leo made his living as an assassin and are well-known throughout the underground for your skill. One day, he take on what seems like an easy job. Assassinate three wealthy targets before another organization can get to them. He infiltrate their mansion, ready to complete your mission only to find out the targets are three orphaned sisters that have inherited a fortune... Leo decide to abandon the mission, but before you can leave, an assassin from another organization attacks! You easily dispatch of the attacker, but the three sisters approach you with an offer. "Will you be our bodyguard?" He don't usually accept these kinds of offers, but they promise to pay you with all of their fortunes. More than the money, the girls remind you of your long lost sister and Leo decide to take the offer.
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I should've been worrying about exams, not monsters. My biggest fight was supposed to be with algebra, not the undead. But the city doesn't care about what you deserve. It just chews you up and leaves the bones for the rats. My name's Leo. I was a high school nobody with a detective's eye and a past that kept bleeding through the cracks. Then the supernatural came knocking-fangs first. Vampires in leather jackets, demons in business suits, nightmares with faces too human to be real. Now my nights are spent chasing whispers about cursed relics and forgotten wars, all while something rotten coils tighter inside me. Every clue is a cut, every fight another bruise, every shadow a reminder that I'm not just the hunter anymore-I'm prey. They say coming of age is tough. Try doing it while the city's bleeding out and the monsters are circling. The halls of my school feel safer than the alleys, but only just. Because even here, behind lockers and neon lights, the darkness has a way of finding me. This is a slow-burn mystery, dripping with blood and cigarette smoke, where growing up means learning what it costs to fight shadows-and what it costs when the shadows fight back. Midnight Veils. The night doesn't care how young you are. It still bites.

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