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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. ~#~#~#~#~#~ —Volume 1 [50 chs] Haruki stumbled upon a battle between Silver Dragons and Black Pythons, and there, he found himself completely captivated by a general clad in silver and blue. His heart told him to never leave the man's side, and though confused at first, he gave in to his instincts. He had no memories prior to his awakening in a cave filled with corpses—three years ago. Perhaps this man could tell him who he was. But by the time Haruki realized just how deep the pit he had fallen into, he was already utterly, hopelessly, and foolishly in love with Lanling. Yet things between them were far from simple. Lanling had refused to let him remember his past. Haruki might have indulged him, but how long could he continue to suppress the questions in his mind? And how should he proceed when the traces of his forgotten past were currently haunting him? ~#~#~#~#~#~ Bright, Straightforward, but easily teased gong (Haruki) x Calm, Mysterious and slightly black-bellied shou (Lanling) #PowerBottom #FatedLovers #GoldenRetrieverEnergy —2 chs/day [M] = [MATURE CONTENT] ~#~#~#~#~#~ Disclaimer: Everything written is fictional. If I somehow wrote that fire is cold, it's probably true in that world. I try to be realistic in some aspects but please don't expect ultra realism ^_^ —Part of [Qiyuan Series]—
Tsukiyu · 10.5K Views

Blind Teacher, Spirit Beasts Shake the World

After being transported to a mystical world, An Chen awakens the Saint Teacher System and inherits the divine Fire of the Gods, a gift of immense power that comes at a heavy cost—three years of blindness. During this difficult time, compassionate villagers care for him, nurturing his hope and gratitude. To repay their kindness, An Chen establishes a humble school in the village, aiming to teach essential skills to the next generation. However, his students turn out to be anything but ordinary—they're animals! From giant pandas and tigers to black bears, sloths, and pythons, his classroom becomes a sanctuary for the extraordinary. Under An Chen’s guidance, these animals awaken their spiritual intelligence, evolving into powerful spirit beasts, adept in cultivation and martial arts. Over two years, their incredible transformations begin to reshape the world. When a Dragon Nation survey team visits the fabled Mountain of Ten Thousand Ancestors, they are met with an astonishing sight: a panda wielding a bamboo rod, a tiger mastering martial arts, and a bear effortlessly lifting motorcycles. Word of An Chen’s "students" spreads, shaking the world’s understanding of power and evolution. As spiritual energy revives globally, challengers emerge, seeking to prove their strength. Yet, when a humble turtle steps forward as the "Turtle Hermit" and defeats all opponents with ease, it leaves the world with a chilling declaration: “If you dare question the greatness of my master, An Chen, step forward and face him!”
Adam_2023 · 22.1K Views

Of Rage & Suffering She Lives

[Mature Content] ||| this is a fantasy soulmates romance set in an Urban setting with lots of deeply traumatic backstories and many deaths on the way, in a magical ancient academy, and with one of the main plots being revenge. there are countless types of mythical creatures and all coexisting in our very world. ||| dual point of view one love interest ||| As I closed the portal I opened with my spatial magic after both of my idiotic brothers crossed it, they turned to me with a wide and mischievous grin and before I could open a portal to get out of here, Apollo held me back by my forearm and Atlas took my ear pods out of my ears. I hate when he does that. Can they understand that if I'm with pods on, it's 'cause I have no intention of talking with people? "...phone?" I blinked and stared at my snow-white haired brothers, wondering how would I look if I had their snow wavy hair and golden eyes instead of how I came out. I mean, I do magically dye my hair crimson red and use golden lens since ever, but my actual looks are nothing like that. I didn't really took dad's hair or his midnight blue eyes, or mom's golden eyes and her baby pink wavy hair either. I'm just... Weird. Hot? Absolutely. But weird. Thankfully my brothers no better than to tell anyone about how I actually look like. In fact, it's been such a long time since I just rested in front of anyone, including, looking like I naturally am, that they might have forgotten it by now. Also another reason why I don't shift into my dragon in front of absolutely no one, except when I'm in a personal training in vacation with dad, even though he's not a dragon but a vampire, I feel okay to be myself for once. Even more comfortable than I feel with my two brothers. Maybe 'cause I'm bitter that I don't look like them or our parents at all. I mean, my features are a bit like mom were, according to dad, but it's been 9 years now, as painful as it is to admit, I don't remember mom so vividly anymore. One more reason for me to kill Lust-Rhae Evangeline Python, the Archangel Queen, that fucking bitch who killed mom after she killed her husband by self-fucking-defense after he attacked her. I mean, what did she expect? That the Dragon Queen would just watch Wrath-Grey Zade Cervenka try to kill dad and be fucking okay with it? Fuck no. They were mates after all. The Demon King brought that to himself, but that bitch couldn't handle it and came after mom when dad wasn't around and killed her. In front of me. And I am supposed to put up with her rebel twin kids, Pride-Niklaus and Vain-Dove? You really think that would be a good idea? I want to kill both of them before I kill her, just for her to taste how it feel to have a loved one being killed right on front of you as you watch it helplessly. ||| English is not my first language. It's original by me.
NastyRaven888 · 29.6K Views

Tribute of the serpent -Volume 1- [EN]

In the spring of the lunar month, cycles occur every twelve years. Humans will be closest to the world of the gods. Long-nian's bride has been chosen this time by the order of a noble city lord, Long yi jìn First and foremost—must be a virgin. Secondly, no family members are descended from demons, and lastly, there must be a woman with a red birthmark somewhere on her body in the shape of a ‘python’ Apei strongly disagreed with the offering of sacrifices to deities. She would never agree! She had only turned eighteen a few days ago. She never had a life of her own before. There were twelve brave women on board before her. No one survived. it doesn’t make any sense at all. She’s afraid that she’ll take her life for nothing! "Let’s go... now is your time. You will live among deities. for the honor of your country and your parents. You are a woman with a brave heart. For your sacrifice today, you should be proud. I won’t forget you... Apei" "You definitely won’t forget me. Lord, I know that this path is not for a deity's bride at all. I'm going to feed the snake." --------------------------- The story of a woman's sacrifice who became the Demon God Treasure in the celestial world. --------------------------- “However, please understand that I have no idea what you are other than a treasure. Not my woman at all.” “I think I will be your most favored treasure. more than any, so you cherish me to this extent. Otherwise, I would have misidentified you as a strange, therefore, your actions are always contradicting each other.” “You should rest more than you should tease me, Apei; I’m not your friend.” She’s smiling! laughing Lord Yuchen with her hoarse voice. No one had ever dared to do it before. Her eyes were slender, like a sly fox. ‘Demon fox’ No matter which family they were from, they all had the same personality as she does now. Apei made a fool of her eyes. But it brought a surprisingly warm feeling to his heart. Deity Yuchen couldn’t take his gaze away from those big, round eyes. as bright as the flowers blooming in his beautiful garden, in the form of a serpent, his neck towering in front of her. “Yes, that’s right... It’s my great merit. Became your favorite treasure, Lord Yuchen.” --------------------------- Apei thought that she should put a little more effort into it. Perhaps he will be more interested in her. She wished to possess love in the form of a deity. She heard people say that their love was pure. Devoid of jealousy and sensuality, there is only affection and good will. They only hope for their partners’ happiness. "I think you have some plans. I think you are going to seduce me." "Did it work?" She smiled. Her lips were red against the black robe, making her beautiful skin and white cheeks stand out even more. A stern voice said, "It doesn’t work." "Is God lying too?" "No... God doesn’t lie." -------------------------------
ManGu_Author · 726 Views

"The Rise of the Lost Cultivator"

In the world of Hōutiān (Heaven's Thunder), power lies in mastery of cultivation and control over the primal elements. For young Bo Jian, born into the powerful Bo family in Huǒmáng Chéng (Flame Python City), life begins as a struggle. Marked as the family’s weakest member, Jian cannot cultivate due to a mysterious seal placed upon him since birth—a seal woven by his mother at the cost of her life to protect him from forces too powerful for an infant to withstand. Mocked and dismissed by others, Jian immerses himself in knowledge, studying herbs, ancient techniques, and the art of alchemy, though he knows he lacks the qi to bring these lessons to life. Everything changes when Jian stumbles upon a legendary sword hidden deep within the forest—The Dragon's Spine—a weapon infused with the soul of Zhēnyè Lóng, an ancient dragon whose power rivals that of the gods. Bound by fate and blood, the dragon’s spirit awakens within Jian, offering him guidance, protection, and the means to break the seal that’s kept his potential shackled. Jian’s transformation is swift and remarkable, unlocking both the Lion's Heartflame, a supreme flame gifted by his mother, and the dragon’s own essence, imbuing him with a strength beyond his years. But Jian’s rise does not go unnoticed. The city’s enemies, the ruthless Shé and Huǒ families, conspire to seize control, allied with Xuánye, a master cultivator from another continent, and the corrupt Council of Ember. As battle lines are drawn, the Bo, Long, and Yan families unite to defend Huǒmáng Chéng, even as they face insurmountable odds. Now, Jian must navigate a path of cultivation forged by both legacy and fate, mastering his newfound abilities and facing forces that would tear his city apart. With the power of flame, dragon scales, and ancient wisdom, Jian’s journey transforms from one of survival to one of destiny, as he battles to protect those he loves—and awakens a power that even the gods themselves may fear.
NewCultivatorNGAH · 6.8K Views

My Husband Is a Snake!

# WIFESPOILING # SNAKEHUSBAND [On my wedding night, my husband is a snake!] Ning Qing got lost when she was young, and a black python saved her and said, “I saved you. You will have to be my wife in the future.” The young Ning Qing didn’t know what a “wife” was, only that she needed to give birth to snake babies. Later, Ning Qing was saved and grew up successfully, entered higher education and was about to get an internship. The black python had taken a human form and created its own business empire. When the two met after many years, the man recognized Ning Qing and was very satisfied with the wife that had been sent to him. However, he still acted business-like and said, “Be my assistant. Not only will you handle documents and travel with me, but you’ll also take care of my pet!” She didn’t recognize him, so Ning Qing nodded. “Good!” After officially starting work, the man secretly observed his wife and saw on her phone a random picture of a black python. He asked unhappily, “What are you doing?” “A big snake saved me when I was younger. He said I had to be his wife and give birth to snake babies.” A certain man silently exhaled at that. “But… the biology I learned back in junior high school said there’s a difference between human reproductive systems and animals, so I can’t give birth to snake babies. To fulfill the promise, I found a female snake as a new wife for him. The man’s face darkened. “How would you know it likes female snakes?” Ning Qing was stunned. “Then… I’ll look for a…male one?” The man: “...”
JQK · 240.8K Views

Cahill

I could hear the din from the bar as I exited my SUV and I was still almost a block away. What a shame! I knew from long experience that would change as soon as my foot crossed the threshold. I tend to have that effect on people. I’m six feet six inches tall and I weigh an even 250 pounds—all of it broad shouldered muscle. My Body Mass Index at my last physical was less than four percent. My light brown hair is styled exactly the way it’s been for the past fifteen years—ever since I first joined the Navy. Sure enough, no sooner had I taken my first step into the bar than the noise died. When I turned left and stepped up to the bar the people there couldn’t back away fast enough. I took a stool in the middle of the empty space and sat down, waiting for the bartender to approach. “I’m not looking for any trouble.” “Good…neither am I. Give me a ginger ale.” He reached under the bar for a glass and some ice. Twenty seconds later he slid the glass in my direction. I pulled a fiver from my pocket and dropped it on the bar. He ignored it and walked away to draw a few beers and pour some wine. It looked to me like this was a pretty cheap crowd. Checking up and down the bar all I could see were longnecks and drafts. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like almost everything else I was wearing they were a true deep navy blue. My heavy shoes were black as was my wide belt. My belt said as much about me as the bold white lettering across my chest. Just below the American flag over my heart were the letters that were my life—U. S. MARSHAL. On my right hip was my nickel plated .44 Magnum Colt Python, just behind two speed loaders in addition to the twenty-four rounds on the belt. On my left hip was my ASP Talon baton—every bit as deadly a weapon in my hands as the revolver. A pouch at the back of my right hip held my stainless steel handcuffs and its partner on the opposite side held my radio—my link to my backup team. I placed the photo flat on the bar as the bartender returned to me. “I’ll have another,” I said in a loud voice, continuing so I wouldn’t be overheard. “Don’t pick it up and don’t make a production of looking at it. I’ve been told that he comes here a lot. Is he here tonight? If he is and he escapes because you’ve given me away I’ll see to it that you’re arrested for obstruction of justice.” He gulped a few times but did as he was told, nodding slightly in response. I continued almost at a whisper. “If my nose is pointing to twelve o’clock, my right ear to three, the back of my head to six, and my left ear to nine, tell me where he is. Again, don’t point or do anything obvious and we’ll be fine.” He pretended to wipe the bar as he whispered, “About 4:30 with his back to you.” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Now, in my normal tone of voice I asked, “Where’s the men’s room?”
Fredrick_Udele · 18.1K Views
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