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Nezuko Distraction Semidraws

The Legend of Sword and Flute[BL]

In a vast world of cultivation, where yin and yang shape fate, and the lines between good and evil blur, five great clans rule over the land. Among them, the Lingxiao Clan (凌霄族)—known for its elegance, swordsmanship, and archery—stands as the fourth most revered. From this clan comes a boy born without a golden core or spiritual qi. His name is Ling Yiran (凌逸然)—graceful, free-spirited, and untamed. Though he is the youngest son of the clan leader, he is forbidden to cultivate, to fight, or even to wield a blade. His days are spent painting, playing, studying—locked within the mansion’s walls. But behind his quiet smiles is a secret life. At night, Yiran sneaks into the Forbidden Library, hidden deep in the mountains of Lingxiao territory, to learn long-lost arts none dare to touch. At 17, he is invited alongside his siblings to the Jinyue Clan (锦月族)—the second most powerful clan, famed for music cultivation, and bound by more than 10,000 sacred rules. Known for their discipline and emotional restraint, the Jinyue clan is a place where mistakes are not forgiven. His companions: His noble and composed older sister, Ling Qingxue (凌清雪) His lively, mischievous younger twin brothers: — Ling Yuze (凌昱泽) — Ling Yuhan (凌昱寒) They arrive at the gates of the Jinyue Clan. Everyone presents their invitation—but Yiran, of course, forgets his. The guards refuse him entry. Just then, a cold and beautiful young man appears, dressed in white robes. A red spirit thread coils around his wrist, and a blue spiritual sword hangs at his side. His face is expressionless, his gaze sharp as frost. He is Jin Suoxue (锦索雪), the Young Master of the Jinyue Clan—distant, cold, and feared by many. His name means “Bound in Snow”, and his heart is rumored to be just as frozen. Yiran, ever defiant, calls out to him without formality. “Hey, cold-face!” Everyone freezes. Jin Suoxue merely replies: “No invitation, no entry.” And walks away without a second glance. Furious, Yiran leaves, only to return later—with his scroll, snacks, and alcohol. But as he nears the gate, a formation sends him flying, his precious gifts broken. He grits his teeth, draws a black talisman, and writes glowing red characters in the air:“Distract.” The gate formation shatters briefly, letting him slip inside while sipping the one bottle that survived. A low voice stops him. “Oh... it’s you again.” And so begins the tale of sword and flute—of a spirited boy with no cultivation and a cold genius bound by rules. Their clash will awaken forgotten arts... and perhaps, a bond destined to defy the heavens. ————— Disclaimer: Book cover not mine. Credit to the rightful owner.
lovezhan · 2.7K Views

Beta Zander Perez

“You want to know about the mate bond we share?” His words stopped me midway as I turned around to face him. I didn’t say a word as I felt my heart palpitate in anticipation. “Beta Perez, I…” Before I could speak, he continued. “I have decided to never let a woman into my life, Miss. James. I have learned long back that they only serve as a distraction. Why would I need a mate if I could have any women I want? Am I right, Miss. James?” He asked me as I felt my eyes burn, but I held back my tears. “A mate is your better half, Beta Perez.” I choked out the words when he let out a humorless laugh. “According to me, you need a mate to satisfy your needs and maybe an heir in the long run. I think I can buy that with some money, Miss. James.” “Don’t you feel the mate bond, Beta Perez?” I asked him, but he didn’t answer. “I would have at least considered mating with you if you held a rank, Miss. James. But I don’t think I want a woman who is a nobody with a lonely mother and a runaway father.” I felt my chest rise and fall in anger while something broke within me. A tense silence engulfed us as we stared at one another. Join us in this journey where Aurora and Zander find love again as sparks ignite between them and desire crackles in the air, the tension builds, pushing them closer together. Will Zander’s feelings toward the mate bond transform as he grapples with the chemistry between them, or will fear of another heartbreak drive him to reject her? The future is uncertain, but one thing is clear: their destinies are intertwined in ways they never anticipated.
02Butterscotch · 243.8K Views

The Villianess story: A 100 ways to kill your husband

"Are you not scared it might be poisoned?" Abrielle's asked Cedric who drank the wine without hesitation. Cedric leaned closer to her with his head crooked on her neck, his warm intoxicating breath trickling on her skin. His hoarse voice came out lightly. "If the poison is given by my wife, I will drink it without hesitation. It will be an honour to die in your hands." Abrielle's mouth fell agape, stunned by his words. What was wrong with his head? Cedric then bit the tip of her ear to distract her from her thoughts. "Now I have done your bidding, dear wife; it is time you do mine. How about we get rid of this restriction on your body?" Abrielle's face flushed red. This sly scum. She could not wait to kill him. **** Being transmigrated to your favourite novel would be anyone's dream, well, except for Hazel. Hazel, a world-class writer, was transmigrated into her book, "The Dragons and the priestess." after she died in an unfortunate accident a day before her first date with her long-time crush. She was already cussing her luck until she was hit by a double tragedy. Hazel was now Abrielle, the Villainess of the novel, who was destined to die at her husband's hand, Prince Cedric. Struck with this tragedy, Abrielle attempted to escape the border before her wedding but failed miserably. Forced to marry the heartless first prince of Darconia in a marriage that could only be broken with death as the escape, Abrielle came up with another plan."A hundred ways to kill her husband." Abrielle, who finds herself in the middle of the messed up plot of her novel, tries to navigate this world by trying several methods to kill her husband because she refuses to die by her creation's hand. But why does, despite multiple attempts of trying to kill this heartless prince, he refuse to die and just keeps on bothering Abrielle? He should be interested in the female lead and not the villainess! Why don't you join this epic journey and see how Abrielle's and Cedric's story unfold? Would she be able to escape her fate? ***** Note: Abrielle's story starts from the pre-sequel of her actual book The Dragons and the priestess where she discovers how different this world is from her actual book. She tries to navigate the unknown from a disadvantaged stand as a weak talentless noble lady before the actual plot starts
jodiekesh27 · 627.7K Views

Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas)

“Alpha Troy! Over here!” I yelled, raising my hand for help. I was under attack by a monster while saving my mates. The four of them heard me cry out as the creature clawed me and slammed me against the wall. “Help me!” I gasped, but their attention shifted when a soft cry came from the other side. It was Oriana, the gentle princess and a warrior, a combination most men lusted after. But not my mates. They were in my troupe, my friends, my lovers. We shared a bed, a bond. I knew they would save me. “Ohhh! I’m going to die,” she whimpered again, though she could have stood up easily. The monster’s focus was on me. “Yorick!” I screamed, reaching for another of my mates, struggling to escape, my leg tangled in silver chains. My mates looked at me and then at her—and I saw it. The shine of love in their eyes. In a heartbeat, they ran to her. My heart slowed. Tears welled up. Oriana had warned me: when it came down to it, they would choose her. She told me they only used me to pass time in the dorm room because I agreed for gangbang while other she-wolves did not. And now, right before my eyes, they were leaping into battle—for her. “We’ll come back for you, don’t worry,” Haiden shouted, as if that erased the betrayal. At that moment, the monster turned back to me. And I knew there would be no saving me. So I prayed they’d live long enough to regret their choice. --- Clementine had spent her life as the insufferable daughter of an alpha—tough, rebellious, and uninterested in love, especially in a world where male wolves were allowed multiple mates. Tired of her attitude, her stepmother forced her into an academy built to train fighters against deadly monsters. On her first day, Clementine was shocked to find her roommates were the worst people from her past: -Alpha Yorick, her bitter ex-boyfriend -Alpha Troy, her ex–best friend who believed she betrayed him -Alpha Haiden, the bully who had made her life hell -And Alpha Ian, her former cellmate who thought she manipulated him into punishment They all seemed to want revenge. But when they fought side by side on the battlefield, something strange happened–Clementine felt a mate bond with all of them. At first, things turned steamy. Hatred became desire. Tension turned into passion. But then, Clementine saw the truth: when it came down to it, they would always choose someone else over her. To them, she had only ever been a distraction, a toy to share and throw away.
AlexisDee · 21.1K Views

A WORLD REBORN

The universe, as we knew it, met a rather undignified end. Not with a whimper, but with the Big Crunch—a cosmic act of divine indigestion that squashed everything back into a primordial, infinitely dense point. From the perspective of Old Man Quasar, a perpetually cynical black hole who relished the ultimate cosmic punchline, to Bartholomew, a ridiculously self-important red giant who absolutely refused to believe it was happening, the universe’s grand finale was, predictably, a complete chaotic mess. But out of that monumental squish, something entirely unexpected happened: a reborn world. This is the story of that rebirth, narrated by the same jaded, gossiping, and perpetually annoyed cosmic entities who witnessed the original cosmic burp and humanity's baffling rise. As the new universe (or perhaps, a vastly condensed, recycled version) begins its peculiar expansion, our celestial observers find themselves grappling with familiar, yet strangely altered, elements. And at the heart of this reborn cosmos lies a familiar blue-green planet, seemingly recreated from the cosmic dust of its former self, with echoes of its most peculiar inhabitants—the carbon-based pests known as humans. "A WORLD REBORN" is a side-splitting, irreverent journey through cosmic cycles, where the universe's most profound collapses lead to its most absurd beginnings. Will this new world, and its potential new inhabitants, learn from the past? Or are they doomed to repeat the same petty squabbles and digital distractions, all while the celestial choir watches on, placing bets on when the next "Big Burp" (or crunch) will inevitably occur? Prepare for a hilarious, existential roller-coaster through the cycles of creation and destruction, where even the end is just another beginning for cosmic chuckles.
WRITTENBYJOON · 2.6K Views

Football Rewired

Imagine waking up one day and realizing life’s giving you a second run, a chance to redo it all. Crazy, right? Sebastian Falk didn’t just imagine it. He’d already lived a whole life, one that wasn’t anything to write home about. He had worked, struggled, and ultimately died of a heart attack at 49, leaving behind a trail of missed opportunities and quiet regrets. But fate wasn’t done with him. When he opened his eyes again, he wasn’t in a hospital or the afterlife. He was in a whole new body, decades in the past, trapped in the form of a one-year-old child. And this time, he had something special. He wasn’t about to let this shot slip through his fingers. No more doubts holding him back. No more nights spent wondering what could have been. Nope, not this time. He'd made his choice right there and then. He was going after his dream of becoming a professional footballer. No distractions or half-measures. Just relentless determination, raw hunger, and whatever strange edge came with this second chance. And who knows? Maybe he’d end up as one of the greatest to ever play the game. ********** Disclaimer: All rights are reserved for the clubs, academies, players, and real-world entities referenced in this novel. This is purely a work of fiction and is not affiliated with or endorsed by any official organizations or individuals. I don’t fully understand how image rights work, and frankly, I’m too lazy to google it, so let’s all just pretend we’re cool with this.
Incognito_98 · 30.7K Views

"Ashes of Crestfall: The Rise of Aaron San Agustin"

Aaron San Agustin was never meant to be noticed. Born in the rural city of Crestfall, where secrets weigh heavier than the soil, he grew up under the shadow of poverty, fractured loyalties, and a family bound by silence. Burdened by the emotional wreckage of a complicated upbringing, Aaron made a quiet decision: to walk away from his past and build a life of quiet endurance in Velmont City—a place that promised opportunity, but offered only relentless struggle. By day, he worked tirelessly to make ends meet, sending money back home to his aunt, Coleen, who kept what little remained of his family afloat. By night, he fought the quiet war of loneliness, rejection, and humiliation—particularly from Elena Layne Fonte’s affluent family, who saw him as nothing more than a poor farm boy clinging to their daughter’s light. But through it all, Elena believed in him. Where others saw nothing, she saw purpose. Her love became his only sanctuary. Then, fate intervened. In a moment of distracted frustration, Aaron mistakenly invested $10,000—nearly all he had—into an obscure digital currency on his outdated smartphone. Ridiculed for his recklessness, he braced for collapse. But the currency was BITX, and within years, its meteoric rise transformed him from invisible to invaluable. Not only did Aaron become one of its largest shareholders, but he was also selected—by means unknown—to receive the Black Diamond Card: a mysterious, elite pass granting him unlimited access to networks of influence, power, and wealth few could imagine. With quiet precision and the same humility that once made him forgettable, Aaron began to reshape his life—and the world around him. But power brings new shadows, and not everyone welcomes his rise. Old secrets from Crestfall stir, dangerous eyes begin to watch, and the quiet farm boy no one believed in becomes a force that neither the elite nor the corrupt can ignore. From forgotten to formidable, Aaron San Agustin is a story of quiet rebellion, impossible odds, and the uncanny twist of destiny that turns broken beginnings into legacies.
vagabond_love1999 · 3.8K Views

Darling: Don't Open That Door

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.
Civia_Writes · 1.3K Views
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