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Untill I Met You

The chase was a lie. He knew it, and they knew it. Yet still, they ran—a spectral pack of wild animals, their forms shifting like shadows, their teeth glinting with a hatred born of collective judgment. They were not real, but the terror was. Every footfall on the pavement was a drumbeat against his sanity, a grim rhythm of a mistake he hadn’t committed. The specters of blame and venomous whispers were an old, familiar poison in his veins. Run, Gyan. Don’t look back. The words, his mother's voice a fragile anchor in the storm of his mind, echoed the very terror that drove him. But how could he not look back? The six-year-old girl’s face was seared into his memory, a perpetual stain on his soul. He had not hurt her, but he was blamed all the same. The rumor had grown its own fangs, and now it hunted him. He rounded a corner, gasping for air, his lungs burning. The pack was closing in, a low growl rising in the humid air. He could feel their phantom breath on his neck, the cold press of a lie. Desperate, he crashed through an ornate wooden gate, the hinges screaming in protest. He stumbled into a small, manicured courtyard, the scent of jasmine and rain-soaked earth a sudden, jarring calm. And then, he saw her. She was a sanctuary in the center of the chaos, a woman sculpted from stillness itself. Her eyes, a startling shade of serene gray, were fixed on him. She was in her thirties, her dark hair a fluid cascade over a simple, elegant dress. The chaos he was running from seemed to dissolve in the cool, distant luminescence of her gaze. A voice, soft as a sigh, pulled him from the edge of his panic. "Gyan… Gyan." His head snapped up. It was his mother, her face etched with a familiar despair. “A bad dream again?” she asked, her voice trembling. She sat beside him on the worn sofa, her hand gently tracing the lines of his face. He blinked, the vision of the courtyard fading, the feral scent of the chase replaced by the clean smell of his childhood home. He nodded, the phantom chase finally releasing its grip. "The girl was coming to see you again," his mother continued, her voice heavy with a worry he knew all too well. "I told her you were sleeping." His heart clenched. The girl. Not the one from the past, but the one his mother kept trying to set him up with. The daughter of her old friend. "Mom," he said, his voice flat. "I've told you. I have no interest in any girl, let alone someone who wants to talk about that place and those… events." His mother sighed, her blue eyes, so much like his own, filled with a sadness he couldn't stand. "You can’t run from it forever, Gyan. You can't let a decade of hate ruin the rest of your life. The girl... she just wants to help." Gyan looked away, his jaw tight. Help? How could she help him escape a chase that was all in his head, a nightmare that felt more real than his own life? How could she see the phantom pack that ran just behind him, their teeth bared, waiting for the day he finally tripped and they could tear him apart? He felt a new kind of dread settle in the pit of his stomach. They were getting closer. He knew it. And this time, they weren't the only ones closing in.
Daoista2oVTk · 442 Views

Phantom of a Devil (BL)

Unlike every other person in this world, So Eun only dreamt of living. In a world where gods, demons, and mortals inhabit together to strive for peace and harmony, all of that toppled over when a Phantom child was born. And like a wimpy little flower, waving in the middle of a road bustling with people, was a reminder that being born as a Phantom, fragile as glass--was like treading on thin ice. A Phantom is forbidden to be hurt physically or emotionally, intense emotions will eventually cause him to get weak and lead to his death. A crack appears on the thin ice. One day, he met a boy named Han Min who saved him from being vanished. The most skilled fighter, became his one true friend. Until one night, something remarkable happened that changed their lives forever. Giving him a second chance to live, ten years had passed, and his heart was leading him to a certain evil supreme, and what he saw was just his best friend, Han Min. The innocent and honorable child who swore to protect him and his people, had long become the scourge of the heavens and a threat to the mortals. Why do tragedies of human lives appear in disguise as simple coincidences? After that night, what exactly had happened between them? Witness how these two unfortunate souls found their way to untangle the twisted knot of their fate. "After all these years, you know I would always come back to you." Their journey begins here. --- Slow-Burn, Mystery, Pining, Fantasy, Cultivation, Heavy Angst, Betrayal, Fluff, Romance, Tragedy, Drama, Psychological, Plot Twist! A reminder that this is BL. A lot of heart-wrenching revelation will await you by reading this. Trust the process. Please support this Author with votes, gifts, comments, reviews, and by obtaining a premium chapter for at least a special mention to every end of the chapter. That would be the fuel for the Author to write more! Support the Author: https://ko-fi.com/sharrnister *social media accounts announcement soon* --- Author is still stockpiling the updates.
sharrnister · 459.2K Views

How to Stop the Villain from Going Crazy

[Good news]: She transmigrated into the well-known Phantom of the Opera [Bad news]: It was the horror movie version! After waking up, Bo Li discovered that she had transmigrated to the 19th century. In the 19th century, smog was severe, tuberculosis was prevalent, and sanitary conditions were bleak. It was possible to step into a pile of manure at any moment. To make matters worse, she had transmigrated into a crossdressing circus worker. This was an era where short-haired, pants-wearing women would be harshly judged, so no one doubted her gender. They just thought she was an overly pretty boy. However, as time went on, she would grow taller, and her feminine features would become more obvious. The circus was a mixed crowd. If she didn't leave before adulthood, her crossdressing would be exposed sooner or later. Before leaving, she convinced an abused teenager in the circus to leave with her. She planned on opening a haunted house with him. Author's Note: Bo Li is mentally 6 years older than Eric, but they're physically the same age. Eric is a SERIAL KILLER and extremely possessive of Bo Li. Bo Li will be a little afraid of Erik at the beginning, but she will soon enjoy his behavior. After all, If the male lead's every action doesn't poke at the heroine kinks, then what's the point? One-sentence summary: The male lead is even more yandere than in the original 'Phantom of the Opera'. My Other Works: The Imperial Concubine is the Most Favored in the Harem. Bride of the Forgotten Prince: Wedding Behind Bars
Lotus_Scripts · 8.6K Views
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