Even Villains Dream of Happy Endings [BL Poly]
[A whychose bl novel with multiple partners]
#guideverse #nameverse #transmigration #villain # bl #blpoly #apocalypse #weaktostrong #academy #soulmates
Two Souls, one body and a fate they refuse to accept-because even the villains dare to dream of love and salvation...
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"Villains don't get happy endings," Eiden whispered softly, his eyes filled with tears.
"Then I'll burn this world... until we get the ending that we deserve." I vowed to Eiden, the boy trapped inside his own body, watching as I rewrite his destiny.
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Cursed by the cruelty of his old life, Killian awakens not in heaven, nor in hell—but in the broken body of the most hated villain of his favorite novel, Eiden Constello.
Eiden was an Esper destined to die by beheading, alone and unloved all because he dared to try to kill the novel's heroine for the sake of his unrequited love for the novel's protagonist.
But this world wasn't that simple. It contained soulmarks, espers and guides who sought to defeat monsters and clear gates, corrupted churches, and royal conspiracies entwined with broken families and hidden powers.
Killian carries not only the memories of his past life but the secrets of the original villain, Eiden Constello, a misunderstood and mistreated boy whose soul still lingers within him, longing for love.
The Church calls him the harbinger of ruin.
The Royals fears his strange power.
And the heroine hides her cunningness behind a sweet smile.
They are all plotting something. Something that can bring the world to its doom.
Marked by fourteen forbidden soulmarks, tied to men as broken, dangerous, and beautiful as he is—including a prince in disguise, a fallen knight, the Empire's fiercest commander, a loyal streetfighter and a ruthless guildmaster watching from the dark—Killian will rise.
From exile to ruler. From discarded bastard son to the leader of the rebellion. From a lonely stray to the center of a fierce, tangled love deeper than any the world has ever seen.
But when destiny burns and chaos rises, even gods may kneel before the abyss.
And the boy they cast away will decide the fate of the world.
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"Rhydian's hand slid from my jaw to the nape of my neck, fingers threading through my thick black hair, pulling me closer until our bodies barely touched—electric, hungry, and intimate.
His lips brushed against my ear, warm and soft, a breath of flame in the dark.
"You are mine... my light in the endless night, the star I burn for. Not some shameless bitch who thinks the world is hers to play with."
Every syllable was a promise, a dark caress that ignited something fierce and fragile inside.
My chest tightened, the weight of those words grounding me as if the chaos inside could finally be stilled. The fire in my lover's eyes met the abyss in my own, and in that moment, the impossible balance between light and shadow was our silent vow.
I felt cherished, claimed—not just as a flame or a shadow, but as something timeless, something worth fighting for.
My pulse thundered in my veins, the abyss inside me stirring with a strange longing—to be consumed, to be held, to be claimed completely.
The fire and the void tangled between us, fierce and unyielding, a perfect storm of desire and devotion. And in that moment, under the watchful gaze of shadows and stars, I knew I was no longer alone in the darkness."
