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Eyes Of Broken Lilies

Every villain here was once a broken hero’s child; every villain, once tender enough to be broken. They rose to protect, yet destroyed what they loved with trembling hands. Love itself became the blade softly pressed to the throat, cutting slow as devotion turned to curse. In the hush between vows and betrayal, power and longing entwined— a bond so deep it rotted every soul it touched. Each tale begins gently, with hope cupped in trembling palms. But darkness follows in the wake of every choice, and every whispered vow carries a blade at the throat. The heroes are no saints; the villains no monsters. Only broken children, grown into creatures of legend, destined to tear down and rebuild their world—again and again. This is no garden of saints or demons—only burning kings and bruised hearts. Where every promise bruises, every silence poisons, and every legend must bleed before it lives. A psychological dark fantasy where love battles madness, desire hides danger, and the line between victim and villain disappears. Genres: Dark Fantasy • Psychological • Supernatural • Emotional BL • Super slow burn • Mixed culture (mainly Chinese & Japanese) • Worldwide (Warning: Mature themes, trauma, and sensual tension. Not your typical BL.) — This is not a story about lust. It is about scars, soul ties, and dangerous longing. Expect hurt, healing, hauntingly beautiful. “Eyes talk louder than the tongue.” — Eyes of Broken Lilies : the untamed “Who do I call black and white... when both hide each other beneath?” — The white masked as black “After raising you hidden inside this Baiyun and carrying the weight of this crown ribbon... this is what you return to me as a father?” — The Golden Crown Ribbon ◇ Author & Main Character’s words: “Don’t hold me if you know you won’t hold me forever.” Because sometimes, letting go hurts even more than never holding at all. When you let go, it’s not just the body that falls—but the heart that shatters. If you truly choose to stay, then stay… And I promise I’ll stay by your side too—even if I sometimes disappear for days or years because of my real life struggles. I will always remember every silent love you give me now… and in the future—just as the big authors before me, like MXTX, once did. But if not—kindly feel and deeply think before stepping in… Because this isn’t just a hobby for me as it may be for others. It’s my heart. ♡
Akito_Yana · 13.6K Views

Dominance Evolution System: Sweat, Sex, and Streetball

[SPECIAL QUEST: Objective: Have sex with Selene on a crowded metro train. Success Condition: Keep her quiet and avoid being seen. Reward: +7 SP | Unlock: ‘Shadow Touch’ | Bond Access with Selene initiated.] Nash Blaze blinked at the screen. “Excuse me… what?” .............. They say the Upperworld is paradise, clean air, real sunlight, and lives worth living. Down here, we've got rust, shadows… and Breakball. A savage fusion of street basketball, bloodsport, and raw spectacle, Breakball is the only way out of the slums. No rules. No mercy. Men and women grind together, shirtless or in skin-tight outfits, fighting for points, pride, and power. Drugs flow. Sex sells. One match can change your life... or end it. And once a year, the rich come down to watch us bleed. The Blood Star Invitational, one shot to rise, or vanish forever. Nash Blaze was built for this world. Quiet. Tactical. Obsessed with winning. A pass-first point ghost who made his trash team look like stars. But on the day of their miracle call-up, his teammates kicked him out. "You're too weak for the pros. Just a ghost on the court." Even his girlfriend left him, right into the arms of the new team ace. Abandoned, forgotten. Nash was ready to disappear. Until something inside him snapped. [REWRITE SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Categories: Body | Mind | Lust | Dominance. Boosts gained through Training, Victory, Seduction. Trait: Erotic Ascension | Hidden Stat: Legacy Now, Nash can rewrite everything, muscle by muscle, stat by stat. From stamina to sex appeal, reflexes to raw size, every conquest pushes him closer to the top. The court made him a ghost. Now he's coming back as a demon. Fame, vengeance, and women are just the beginning. Because when you're born in the dirt… You don't rise. You burn your way up.
Yalatola · 16.8K Views

The Legend of the Immortal Lily

This story told through the lens of Ariela (Ari) Romo, a duke's daughter who learns she has healing magic. She is excited for this news, but doesn't realize that because of this she will be put in a forced engagement with the crown prince to serve as his own personal med-kit... AT AGE 8! Ariela spends the rest of her childhood preparing to become the perfect queen by day and preparing her escape at night. She plans a fake kidnapping right before her coming-of-age ceremony to trick the crown prince into thinking she was actually kidnapped. Thus, giving her more time so she can run the way she desires with the help of the high priest. She sheds her long hair and wears a glamour ring, changing her hair color, disguised as a male priest named Ari, healing commoners who can't afford healthcare. She stumbles upon a beautiful, dark-skinned succubus early in her journey, and feelings emerge between the two. This beautiful, dark succubus turns out to be the demon princess, Lysara Nocturae, and she and Ari come to an agreement. Ari would escort her safely back to Patala, her homeland and Ari would heal her people as needed while offering Ari asylum from the crown prince. Their journey is anything but smooth sailing with many hurdles getting in their way. ***Warning: This story has a close-call sexual assault scene that may be uncomfortable for some readers. Read at your own discretion*** ***Feel free to reach out to me on Discord under the same pseudonym Tatt3d_Violet. I do request that there be no flirting in my DMs since I am very happily married. If you would like to talk lesbian smut or talk concept ideas about my works, my inbox is always open.***
Tatt3d_Violet · 17K Views

Diana: Rebirth of a Lilie

They said she died peacefully. That's what they always say, don't they? When someone slips away in a hospital bed - when the machines stop beeping, and the room goes quiet except for the sigh of grief no one dares to release. Peaceful. Like death is ever kind. I was five. Too young to understand why my mother wasn't waking up. Too small to make sense of the nurses whispering in the hallway or the way they looked at me, like I was already a problem they didn't know how to solve. Her name was Rebecca. She was twenty-five. And her blood betrayed her. They said it was cancer. Aggressive. Silent. A thief in the bloodstream. By the time they caught it, it had already taken everything. I was all she had. And when she left, I had no one. No father. No family. Just a name I couldn't pronounce, and a world I didn't belong to. The system chewed me up und spat me out. Foster homes. Group homes. Back and forth like a package No one ordered. Smiles that didn't last. Promises that broke before they were even spoken. Every time someone tried to "fix" me, I'd break first, make sure they knew I was no one's charity case. No one's second chance. Eventually they stopped trying. I got older. Quieter. I stopped waiting to be rescued and started fighting instead. Literally. Underground rings don't ask for backstories. Just fists. Blood. And that, at least, I could give them. Then one night, seventeen years into this messy life, someone knocked on my door. A stranger. Two of them, actually. His name was Marcello Mariano, a man I'd only ever heard of in headlines. CEO. Businessman. Untouchable. I knew his face from magazines. I knew his name from rumors. But I didn't know why he'd come for me. Or what kind of danger was following him. All I knew was that everything I thought I knew about my life... Was a lie. And now the weight I never asked for is trying to pull me under. But I won't drown. Not again.
Lilies206 · 9.4K Views
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