"You're the same as you were back then..." The incubus added as his lips curved up in a smile.
Gunhak turned around, immediately noticing the frame of a rather short young man, loosely sitting on the surface of a closed coffin. He was wearing a pair of black booths and leather blood red trousers over a simple black t-shirt. His blond hair was styled up, leaving his forehead exposed, his neck was adorned with a couple of silver looking chains, a long black glove was covering his right hand. "Hwanwoong." He said his name out loud, ignoring how good it made the demon feel.
Hwanwoong closed his eyes, inhaling in the sound of his name coming from the human's lips. He had missed it so much, how deep Gunhak's voice was, deeper than any human he had been with before. "Long time no see, Leedo." He smiled, climbing down the coffin with a skilful jump.
Trigger Warning⚠️: please, don't read this if you're a believer, some scenes might hurt your sensibility and that's the last thing I want to do! This story is only pure entertainment, if you want to judge its morality or the author, please don't read it!
Werewolves and vampires don't mix, or that's what Kieran Callisto, a seventeen-year-old vampire, has believed all his life - until he falls for the Alpha's son.
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When Kieran meets his new classmate, Mason Kane, he bristles with an unexplainable disdain. Soon it becomes apparent why: Mason is a werewolf. But when a fight turns into a sudden kiss that neither expects, Kieran's feelings for Mason turn to attraction in an instant. None of it makes sense - vampires and werewolves are supposed to be mortal enemies, so why does Kieran find Mason so irresistible? He knows that each kiss is dangerous, each bite is unpredictable...