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Heartbeat Rhapsody [BL]

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 · 611 Views

Schurken-Sparsystem (BL)

Aufgrund der zunehmenden Selbstmordfälle im Land schuf die Regierung ein Simulatorsystem, das mit den Gehirnströmen der Menschen verbunden war und sie in Tausende von Welten transmigrieren und viele Aspekte des Lebens erleben ließ, um ihren Lebenswillen zu stimulieren. Erst wenn der Lebenswille zu 100 % erfüllt war, konnten sie wieder ins Leben zurückkehren. Lu Yizhou. Männlich. Ledig. 22 Jahre alt. An einem bestimmten Tag beging er Selbstmord, indem er sich im Land des Schnees vergrub. Und dann wurde er in den Simulator gezogen. 666: Willkommen, Gastgeber! Herzlichen Glückwunsch, du bist die 666. Person, die an diesem Projekt teilnimmt! Der Gastgeber hat das große Glück, 666 zu bekommen, denn 666 ist das schönste, vernünftigste und wunderbarste System! Lu Yizhou: ...Kann ich das System ändern? Du bist laut. 666: QAQ Lu Yizhou: Egal wie oft ich transmigriere, mein Willensmesser wird nicht gefüllt werden. 666: N-Nein, gib nicht auf! Wirt sollte nicht aufgeben QAQ uwaaa, lass 666 nicht allein! Du bist mein Erster, mein Einziger, wie kannst du so herzlos sein und mich einfach so zurücklassen? Lu Yizhou: ...warum klingt das falsch? . . . So begann er, von einer Welt zur anderen zu springen, um den Schurken zu retten. Lu Yizhou: Warum muss ich die Schurken retten? 666: Ckckck, Host du bist zu unschuldig! Natürlich, weil sie fantastischer sind als die männliche Hauptrolle; reicher, mächtiger, einfallsreicher, herrischer und gutaussehend! Lu Yizhou: ...das sind doch nur deine Vorlieben, oder? 666: Wirt, warum glaubst du 666 nicht?! QAQ . . . Er dachte, er hätte nichts mehr, wofür er leben könnte. Mit müdem Herzen und gefühllosem Körper sank er auf den Grund des Abgrunds, nur um... einen leuchtenden Stern zu finden. ******* Der schöne, stoische, dichte und unerwartet naive Gong x der besitzergreifende, verwöhnte und intrigante Shou, der seinen Charme zu nutzen wusste Zusätzliche Tags: schnelle Seelenwanderung, Fantasy, Abenteuer, Komödie, düster, Mysterium, Tragödie, schnelles Tempo, seme/gong/top Protagonist, love interest fall in love first, yaoi, reif, Selbstmordgedanken, Vergangenheit spielt eine große Rolle, 1 vs 1 Find me on: Instagram: delanasiwarka Discord-Server: bit.ly/delanadiscord Discord: delanasiwarka#1490
delanasiwarka · 8.4K Views

[BL] Records of a Peach Blossom's Journey

Leon Wang was 19 years old. Right after graduating high school. He immediately entered the workforce. Shifting from multiple jobs with minimal pay, he struggled to afford his rent. Like any usual day, he left his apartment to go to work. Checking the time on his phone, he walked across the street. He was tired the night before and overslept. Now he was rushing to work. All of a sudden, he heard a blaring honk to his left. The next moment, all his senses were filled with insufferable pain. 'Ah, I haven't checked in for the daily mission today.' He thought in grievance and unwillingness before everything turned dark. * * "LordKittyCat, do me a favor just this one time!" "For the nth time, my name is not LordKittyCat! It's system No. 369!" "Isn't there a beginner protection period for my first world?! Why isn't it working cause your lovely, handsome, and amazing host will soon die any second now!" "You stupid braindead host! You had to let your impulsive thoughts control you and now my internal system is malfunctioning so I can't connect to the main server!" * * Leon Wang was a game addict before his passing. It was just one game that he was obsessed with and it was a trash game that no one played. Like a psychotic cult follower worshiping his god. After gaining consciousness after his death, he met his System, No. 369. With a pet system companion and a golden finger that followed him after his death, he traveled through the universe. Entering one world after another, he realized that there was a mystery to his soul's origin. * * Advised, NO ONE 17 AND UNDER.
Duluang · 29.2K Views

[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 · 964 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 arm, 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' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren. 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 · 12.2K Views

Threads of Fate and Power(BL)

In a realm where noble bloodlines and political intrigue intertwine, Shangguan Ning, the Grand Prince of the Wu Dynasty and the newly appointed sovereign consort, finds himself navigating the treacherous waters of the royal court or the Demon Empire. Despite his illustrious lineage, Ning grapples with the complexities of his marriage to Helan Li Qiang, the Second Prince of the Demon Empire, as he seeks to forge a genuine bond amidst the expectations of duty and tradition. With a fragile peace treaty uniting the human and demon realms, tensions simmer beneath the surface as both sides vie for power and influence. As alliances shift and hidden motives surface, Ning must balance the weight of familial loyalty with the pursuit of his own happiness. Caught in a web of ambitions, he must navigate a court where every smile may hide a dagger. Will Ning succeed in protecting his place in the court and securing his future, or will the machinations of those around him threaten to unravel everything he holds dear? _____________________________________ (Picture on the book cover not mine) Ongoing/Slow updates (Disclaimer:This is an original story created entirely from my imagination and does not draw from any existing works. I am not a native Chinese speaker; rather, I am an enthusiastic fan of ancient Chinese novels and their rich storytelling traditions. Any cultural references or elements included in this narrative are inspired by my admiration for the genre and are not intended to accurately represent actual practices, beliefs, or customs. I hope readers can enjoy this tale for its creativity and the unique perspective it offers.)
Fuyu_natsuu · 5.4K 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 · 415.4K Views

Song of the Gardener of Souls [BL]

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"
LivChanin · 1M Views
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