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[BL] Thriller Trainee

Author: Wang Ya Genre: Unlimited Flow, Horror, Supernatural Pesulap Zong Jiu yang sudah tidak bernyawa bertransmigrasi ke dalam novel horor dengan alur cerita yang tak terbatas tentang pertunjukan bertahan hidup, menggantikan umpan meriam yang meninggal secara tragis di babak evaluasi pertama. Pertunjukan ini sangat menarik. Dari puluhan ribu orang, hanya seratus orang yang dapat bertahan hidup, dan posisi c (pesaing terkuat) bahkan dapat memperoleh tiket keinginan universal. Kalau orang lain, mereka mungkin akan ketakutan setengah mati. Tak seorang pun menyangka bahwa Zong Jiu tidak hanya tak kenal takut, tetapi juga menimbulkan kehebohan yang sensasional, tanpa malu-malu memamerkan triknya sepanjang jalan. Setelah tipu muslihatnya berhenti, dan hidupnya dapat dianggap aman dan tenteram, ia berakhir dalam persaingan dengan penjahat besar dalam novel tersebut. Hari ini kau berusaha menyerangku, besok aku akan menyerangmu lagi, bolak-balik, itu cukup menyenangkan, heh. Alhasil, meski hanya main-main, suatu kali mereka terbawa suasana dan benar-benar berakhir tidur bersama. Melihat musuh bebuyutan yang menekannya ke tanah, Zong Jiu dengan malas mengangkat pandangannya. "Jika kau ingin membunuhku, bunuh saja aku, jangan bicara omong kosong." Bahkan saat dalam posisi yang kurang menguntungkan, dia tidak menunjukkan sedikit pun rasa takut, dan malah terus memprovokasinya. Orang itu menggunakan jarinya yang sedingin es untuk menelusuri telinganya, dan gerakan menuju aorta tiba-tiba terhenti. “Sayang sekali. Aku sudah berubah pikiran.” — Dulu dia sangat ingin membunuh Zong Jiu secara pribadi. Setiap hari, dia selalu menyesal karena tidak mencungkil dagingnya, mematahkan lehernya sendiri. Namun setelah orang ini jatuh ke tangannya, keinginan lain yang lebih mendesak tumbuh seperti rumput liar. Dibandingkan menang atau kalah, ia lebih suka melihatnya menangis dan terengah-engah, dengan mata merah, memohon belas kasihan.
Elhafasya · 17.5K Views

(BL)Alpha Made

The world is diverse and flourishing. Humanity has changed, and with it, brought in a new era of prosperity. Males and females still exist, but the spectrum from which humanity is cast has broadened. With the introduction of alpha, omega, and beta, humanity has evolved even further. In such a word, Dr. Andrew Knox, known environmental researcher, is happy being a beta male. It has made his life easier by being middle ground, and as much as some wish he was one way or the other, he’s happy being who he is. Thriving even. He works in a world renowned research facility. He makes friends easily, and his projects are always funded. He even found someone who he thinks he could end up marrying if things continue in the right direction. That, and the vacant house next to his apartment building gets bought by a new neighbour. A cute, but cautious omega who relies on Andrew as a beta for help. Andrew couldn’t be happier. He loves being a helper, and loves when people rely on him. All in all, Andrew really thinks he has everything made. That is, until a research project with shoddy data is thrown back into his face that he has no recollection of working on, and all of his reputation disintegrates in between one heartbeat and the next. Heartbroken, it isn’t until Andrew wakes up, chained to a wall that everything becomes clear. He becomes a test subject to one of the scientists that he trusted. That he expected would never harm him. The life he had known, where he was a respected researcher was ripped out from underneath him. His identity and everything he’s ever known is stolen from him from a crazed researcher who he had trusted, maybe even loved. He has to relearn who he is, what he is, from scratch. Thankfully, he has one person in his corner. He just never expected to have to rely on someone whose shoulders were so small. This is an a/b/o story, and will have those tropes associated with it. I hope you enjoy :)
CalyB · 524.6K Views

Skill Forge: Broken Extra Character

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."
Dark_Eyez · 1M Views

Rebirth of the Hated Character

With every move of her hands and every batting of her lashes, Selene was able to captivate the world with her delicate beauty. She was the "Queen of Showbiz," the beloved of the Castillo family, unlike Keira, the ugly duckling of the family. It didn't matter the context or truth behind the issue, Keira was to be blamed by everyone. "Selene can do no wrong! How can such a delicate, fragile thing think ill of someone? It must be Keira who is making up lies!" "How dare you cause your sister to become sick! Receive your punishment!" Such words were a norm for Keira. The place she called home was Hell's Gate, and the people she called family were poisonous demons. Her life was filled with blame and abuse hurled by her sister's supporters. She was schemed against, attacked, and ruined to the point of no return. The last nine months of her life were the worst. Her insomnia had developed into Sporadic Fatal Insomnia, causing her to lose weight as she suffered consistent sleepless nights. At the age of 23, Keira Castillo passed away alone in her dingy apartment. Her final moments were filled with dread as she begged and prayed to whichever god was listening. "If only I had one more chance..." To her delight, she had regressed to when she was 18. 'The man you love? I'm taking him. The title 'Queen of Showbiz'? That's also mine. Everything you gained from stepping all over me, I will take. My dear Selene, I will play you in the palms of my hands and live my life the way I was supposed to.'
YuaLinn · 242.3K Views

Sweet Devil [BL]

“Happy Christmas Eve!” chuckled the old man as he strapped a watch around Misha’s wrist. “Have a nice trip.” The next morning, the 25-year-old Misha woke up with a pounding headache, sore muscles, and strong nausea. In short, the perfect hangover. But when he saw his reflection in the mirror, he soon realized that the pain wasn’t caused by the terrifying amount of alcohol he had drunk the previous day. His body had shrunk. A lot. He didn’t have the time to think too much about it since his mother suddenly erupted in his room - the next day, his sister did the same thing. Mother and sister who had died a long time ago. The old man wasn't crazy. As he had predicted, Misha did travel back in time, just before losing his loved ones. And so, Misha had now one mission: changing the dreadful fate of his mother and sister and sending away his sister’s boyfriend by all means. They had to break up! Like it or not, that man will bring disaster to the family sooner or later. This time, Misha wouldn't fall for that warm smile and those gentle eyes as he knew they were hiding a cold, insensitive personality. However, things weren’t as simple as he thought, and perhaps the sister’s boyfriend was not the enemy. Perhaps, since the beginning, he had everything wrong and knew nothing of his sister. ________________ *The BL will mostly show up in the second and third volumes. It is a very slow romance, so don't expect the protagonist to fall in love quickly. In the first volume, he has too much on his mind to care about love and such. *There will be contents for 18+ in the second and/or third volume. I will put a warning at the beginning of every NSFW chapter. P@treon: https://www.patreon.com/rsvaesen?fan_landing=true
RS_Vaesen · 1.3M Views

An Extra Character Became A Villainess

Born to a half-witch mother and an archmage father, she possessed an extraordinary amount of mana within her. However, fate was merciless. At the age of eight, her family was brutally murdered by unknown assailants, leaving her as the sole survivor. Overwhelmed with grief and rage, she vowed to avenge them. "Mom, Dad, Sister... I will avenge your deaths no matter what." Training relentlessly in both magic and swordsmanship, she soon discovered that she wielded one of the most powerful magical abilities in existence. Yet, despite her vast reserves of mana, the strain of using her power left her utterly exhausted. In order to survive, she became the youngest assassin in the Lavastian Empire, executing traitors under imperial orders in exchange for five gold pieces each week. Her life of blood and shadows took a sudden turn when Duke and Duchess Flowell, unable to bear children of their own, adopted her as their daughter. For four years, she found solace and happiness in her new family. But peace was fleeting. Her adoptive parents perished in a mysterious carriage accident, their bodies never found. The emperor ordered an investigation, and within weeks, the truth was revealed—bandits had killed them. Or so the reports claimed. With her grief reignited and suspicions running deep, she resumed her path of vengeance, becoming the infamous "Dark Killer" of the Cevallos Empire—a faceless assassin clad in a black mask and cloak, striking fear into the hearts of her enemies. As she hunted for the ones responsible for both her families' deaths, an unexpected complication arose—she became entangled in the affections of the empire's most powerful men. And then, when she encountered one of them, a flood of memories from another life surfaced. "As I thought... this world I live in is the fantasy romance novel I once read." In that past life, she had been nothing more than an extra character. Yet now, fate had rewritten her role. And in a world filled with intrigue, magic, and obsession, she was no longer just a side character—she was the villainess who would carve her own destiny. Alternative Titles: "I'm Just an Extra Character, So Why Are These Male Leads Obsessed with Me?!" "An Extra Character Became a Villainess"
Leyanne_ · 24.8K Views

Heartbeat Rhapsody [BL]

(my fuel is readers support, please support me in this journey for wsa 2025 (⁠^⁠∇⁠^⁠)⁠ノ⁠♪ will have regular update in next month and wont lock early) Silas knew that being born as an omega meant his life wouldn't have many choices—unless you came from a privileged family, where your trait didn't matter and you could live comfortably. When a baron adopted him, Silas saw a glimmer of hope and vowed to repay the man he called father. However, though it was better than life in the orphanage, Silas knew he would never truly belong to the family. He was groomed to obey, and his adoptive father planned to use him to expand connections with noble families. As he grew older, his father repeatedly offered him in marriage to the son of a grand duke, an alpha, only to be rejected every single time. Eventually, just before the grand duke's son left for military service, his father received an answer: the grand duke's son agreed to the connection—but only on the condition that Silas would be a consort. It wasn't uncommon for alphas to have multiple consorts, though it wasn't what Silas desired. Still, as an omega, this was the only way he could repay the baron's kindness. * Silas remembered what Alric was like back when they were at the academy. Cold, quiet, and someone who despised omegas. He knew what kind of fate awaited him and gave up on the kind of love he often read about in books. After all, real life wasn't the same as the fantasies penned by writers. Instead, Silas decided to prepare himself for decorating the "cage" he would live in—a life filled with the constant refrain of "at least, at least, at least." He would get used to it. He had to. But something felt different. Why was Alric treating him so differently now compared to the way he had back in school? Alric's eyes were filled with a tenderness and sorrow that Silas couldn't understand. It was the kind of look that made Silas want to hold him close. — (Read the info for more additions)
chacantsleep · 6.3K Views
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