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-IMPORTANT PLEASE READ ME- Edit: ew teen me writing cringy stories, hope someday I'll finish it but I won't be editing the ones which have been published :') this story would be r18 i guess Verald Harl is a half winged angel, a mixed of an angel and an elf. Despite that he is mixed, his job is to become the Bloodlings' -aka- vampires' food supply and a restrainer as controlling the needs of a Bloodling. As Verald grows older, he finally gets to meet his owner which is a blue blood named Asher Ralf and he's the next inheritor of the clan. Things are getting tricky as both of them are having weird feelings towards each other. But.. they are not supposed to be feeling that way. please be caution that this contains swearing and stabbing
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[BOOK 1] Not Edited - For the edited version see my bio Aquilam and Ignis, two clans fighting each other for more than a thousand years now. A place where everyone had a pair of wings. We were all hybrids, but with two different kinds of wings. You could have either have bird wings or the one of a dragon. For me, my wings were everything. They were my life, my freedom, and my pride. But after my father's betrayed the King, all our family was also treated as traitors. Our punishment? HELL Every day, as soon as I woke up in the morning until I went to sleep at night, the shadow of my father betrayal always haunted me. He made our lives pitiful. One day, I had enough, so I ran. I ran hating my dad for what he did to us, to ME. A hybrid like me had no chance of surviving in the wild. Not after THAT. This was now my life, trying to survive and resist this incredible and exquisite smell so close yet so far.

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