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A Void for Eternity: BL

From the Shadow and Blood universe. Rebirth should be a new beginning, but for Liu Weishan, it was a fate imposed upon him. Returning to his new life at the age of fourteen, he was shaped by the relentless discipline of the Celestial Council until he ascended to the title of Celestial Official — an honor wrapped in chains. Serving the heavens is not a privilege, it is an oath. Irrevocable. Unquestionable. His first mission, however, tears the veil of supposed divine truths. A legendary artifact has disappeared, and its mere existence threatens to crumble both the Celestial Realm and the mortal world. To find it, Liu Weishan is thrown into a dangerous game, where the rules are as volatile as the promises of the gods. Accompanied by Lan Fengxian — a former Celestial Official in exile, bitter and full of secrets — he traverses paths shrouded in darkness, where the sky is not as pure as it seems, and allies are as dangerous as enemies. But the real threat lies not only in the loss of the artifact, or in the forces that seek to control it. From the shadows, something greater watches him. Something that tests his ideals, his oath, and his very soul. In the end, the quest is not just about what Liu Weishan can save, but about what he will be forced to lose. His ideals? His faith? Or the last fragment of himself that still believes in heaven? a Brazilian Novel. Sinopse em português: Do universo de Sombra e Sangue. Renascer deveria ser um recomeço, mas para Liu Weishan, foi um destino imposto. De volta para sua nova vida aos quatorze anos, ele foi moldado pela implacável disciplina do Conselho Celestial até ascender ao título de Oficial Celestial — uma honra envolta em correntes. Servir aos céus não é um privilégio, é um juramento. Irrevogável. Inquestionável. Sua primeira missão, no entanto, rasga o véu das supostas verdades divinas. Um artefato lendário desapareceu, e sua mera existência ameaça desmoronar tanto o Reino Celestial quanto o mundo mortal. Para encontrá-lo, Liu Weishan é jogado em um jogo perigoso, onde as regras são tão voláteis quanto as promessas dos deuses. Acompanhado por Lan Fengxian — um ex-Oficial Celestial exilado, amargo e cheio de segredos —, ele atravessa caminhos cobertos de trevas, onde o céu não é tão puro quanto parece, e os aliados são tão perigosos quanto os inimigos. Mas a ameaça real não está apenas na perda do artefato ou nas forças que tentam controlá-lo. Das sombras, algo maior o observa. Algo que testa seus ideais, seu juramento e sua alma. No fim, a missão não é apenas sobre o que Liu Weishan pode salvar, mas sobre o que ele será forçado a perder. Seus ideais? Sua fé? Ou o último fragmento de si mesmo que ainda acredita no céu?
Matorres4 · 1.2K Views

The Wandering Samurai and his Beloved General (BL)

A tragic love story between two men who are destined to destroy the world. But it has a happy ending. https://discord.gg/cMqPN7WVbf ~#~#~#~#~#~ —Volume 1 [50] Amidst the war between the Silver Dragons and the Black Pythons, familiar faces and voices seemed to emerge from nowhere, as though fate itself were playing a cruel game, tugging relentlessly at Haruki’s mind—almost desperate to make him remember his past. But to Haruki, the most important thing was meeting and shamelessly flirting with the general, so he couldn’t care less. Besides, Lanling had told him not to remember, and who was he to disobey his future wife? ~#~#~#~#~#~ —Volume 2 [51-150] Haruki and his friends find themselves in a typical isekai setting! At least, that's what Haruki originally thought. But soon, he realized the waters in the palace ran deep, and his connection to whatever schemes were brewing here stretched all the way back to before he even came to... Earth? So, he's a local? Oh, and there’s that Lanling Cheng… Haruki: ...God, why is he so hot? ~#~#~#~#~#~ Bright, Straightforward, but easily teased gong (Haruki) x Calm, Mysterious and slightly black-bellied shou (Lanling) #PowerBottom #FatedLovers #GoldenRetrieverEnergy #GongFallsInLoveFirst #ShouFallsHarder #PastLifeLovers #MasochisticLovers #DominantShou —2 chs/day [12PM GMT-6] or [2AM GMT+8] ~1-2k words each —10 chs for preview next month —found a new artist for the cover! —89[M]-94[M] will be bulk releases (they are too good for separate releases) —Please collect, vote, comment, review, and gift! Each and any of these motivates me to keep going ^^ [M]—Mature Content ~#~#~#~#~#~ —Book 1 of Qiyuan Series— Excerpt: "'And kissing… it's an act of mutual surrender. To ask for a kiss is to ask someone to be yours, while offering yourself in return…'"—Lanling Cheng
Tsukiyu · 43.2K Views

Kiltering Mayhem

Front page is Not "ÉXZEDRYA MERZÏRY THRÄMKNER" just a hungry bunny searching for Mister Carrot. Next in line are, THE NOT SO TALL WOMAN (ZIFARLIA), CITRONELLA, The RECEPCIONIST, THE NOT SO OLD HAG and QUEEN MIREYA, (THE BLONDE YOUNG MAN and THE ALBINE are ready along with, VERIZON, (Comment if you want to see any specific character in the corresponding section, and cheer for your favorite!). (I am working on the Æzh'Xinder) After having his Military Service extended from four to twenty two years due to an administrative error, "Drïekvïer", Better known as "Trektör" or "The Worst Nightmare Of The Farioth", is abruptly forced to stop his deployment, all because the change of a law in the Nation he choose to live in. Said law forbid anyone under 78 years to be in active militar duty, him being almost 45 and considered a Veteran doesn't help him in the slightest to make an exception. With this unexpected development, he decide to try something new and impulsive by taking the "Talent" test of the neighboring country in order to obtain a "Profession" and qualify for one of the most prestigious Academies in the gigantic planet of "Clarattoia". To achieve this, is mandatory to have a score of "7", of a maximum of 22.5, after all, with out a Profession is impossible to access "Protocol" and nurture the hidden beast inside all of us. Additional information: NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE (So Don't Get Fooled By The Start, about the first 125 chapters, I know that I don't have that many) If you want a story in which there is face slapping of dumb characters or everyone is friendly after a few random words, This is not for you. There is a bit of everything in this story, so be prepared, is the only warning anyone is going to get, yet, smut is must in life. Mondays, Tuesdays, Fridays and Saturdays One Chapter. Wednesdays and Thursdays Two Chapters. Sundays Minimum Two Chapters. (If My schedule allows me, more or less chapters will be published) Lastly, I am not an English native speaker, so any mistake i commit, feel free to point it out so I can correct it as soon as possible.
Marshack · 30.6K 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 · 371.5K Views

Atticus [BL]

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arms, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents from their realm and was thrown into the human world. The reason? He hadn't given them grandchildren yet. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.
lazyferret · 6.7K 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

Century Of Love [BL]

And then the door creaked open. Startled, Mack’s eyes flew open, and his heart nearly stopped when he turned around. Standing in the doorway, completely unapologetic—and completely naked—was Fred. "Mind if I join you?" Fred’s voice was low, teasing, yet undeniably commanding. Mack’s face flushed scarlet, his hands instinctively pulling up to shield himself. "What the hell are you doing?" he stammered, his voice cracking. Fred stepped into the room with a languid grace, the steam curling around him as if it were drawn to his presence. His dark eyes locked onto Mack’s, a mischievous glint playing in their depths. "You didn’t lock the door," Fred replied, his tone shameless as he stepped closer. "That doesn't give you the right to enter," Mack argued. "Calm down, Mack. Besides, it’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.” "Y-you haven’t!” Mack’s voice pitched higher, but his protests were drowned by the heat creeping up his neck and the rapid pounding of his heart. Fred moved closer to him, his proximity intoxicating. Mack’s breath hitched as Fred reached out, his fingers grazing his shoulder before trailing along his arm. "Relax," Fred murmured, his voice smooth as silk. "You’re wound up too tight." Mack’s body betrayed him when he felt his touch. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Fred. Fred’s gaze softened for a brief moment, his smirk fading into something more intimate. “Do I make you nervous, Mack?” Mack’s lips parted, but no words came out. He couldn’t answer, couldn’t think—not when Fred leaned closer, his breath warm against Mack’s flushed skin. "What are you doing, Fred? I-I am your teacher. At least, have some res..." Fred silenced him with a kiss. He wrapped his arms around Mack's wet body and moved his hands to his naked butts, pressing them softly as he could, his desires almost coming to the surface. He broke their kiss and with a teasing smile on Fred's face, he said "Well, see who can't resist my touch." Mack became embarrassed and playfully hit his shoulder as he tried to hide his face. . . . . [The picture was taken from Pinterest. If you're the owner and you would like to take it down, kindly contact me on IG: novar_ei. Thank you.]
NovaRei · 2.1K Views
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