not mine..not mine..machine translation "I Became Transmigrated into the Second Male Lead in an Ancient Story of Sadomasochism" Author: Tianxia Tian [Complete + Extras] Copywriter: tITLE: Transmigrated into the second male lead in an ancient sadomasochistic relationship Sun Zibai traveled through time and became the Second Male Lead in an ancient story of sadomasochism. When he first arrived, he forcefully married the protagonist, the bottom, and abruptly severed the relationship between the two protagonists. Not only did he force the protagonist, the top, into despair and nearly die, he also designed a plan to cause the protagonist and the bottom to break up and fall into a sadomasochistic relationship from then on. After marriage, because he could not get the love he wanted, he tortured the bottom physically and mentally, and relentlessly pursued the top, a truly heinous bully villain ❗ DISCLAIMER: This is a fan translation of the Chinese web novel 穿成古早虐恋男二_天下天 written by Tianxia Tian. I am not the author of this story. I only translated it for reading and learning purposes. No copyright infringement is intended. If the author or rights holder requests removal, I will respectfully comply.

Dying after moving was not on Yeong-Cheol's plans, nor was traveling to different worlds. Even worse suddenly the guy he's supposed to kill keeps flirting with him? "...Yeah no screw this," he watches as the ML presents him with flowers and chocolate. "But I-" The ML pouts while shoving the two items in his hands. "No buts, I'm supposed to kill you," he shakes his head, "How much of an idiot are you?" "I'm in love of course I'm an idiot!" The ML smiles at him while blushing. "... right...ok yep screw this..." Welcome to my second story! I'm still nervous about writing but hey! Hope you guys enjoy it! *Warning* This is BL v('-')v

Su Bai had died once before. And now, after his rebirth, he was done. Done with the chaos, the heartbreak, and the endless cycle of torment. He refused to endure it all over again. This time, he wanted nothing more than a peaceful, quiet life-far away from the entangled mess of these so-called protagonists. Because, yes, this world was a novel. A clichéd, overly dramatic love story. And Su Bai? He was nothing more than a disposable tool, a plot device designed to deepen their undying love for each other. His legally wedded husband-the protagonist, the perfect, untouchable gong-was at the center of it all. F*** this. Su Bai wanted no part of it anymore. He had been kind, accommodating, and patient. But this time, the "tool man" was done being used. The version of Su Bai who had endured everything with a smile, who played his role obediently, was gone. "Goodbye," he muttered to himself as he shut the door on his old life. And yet, there he was-the original gong, his husband-kneeling outside the house on a durian of all things. The sight would have been comical if it weren't so absurd. But Su Bai didn't care anymore. The pleading, the regret-it all meant nothing now. He didn't want revenge, forgiveness, or closure. He just wanted his peace. This time, Su Bai vowed, he would live for himself.

Thunder rolled over the blackened skies of the Nightshade Continent, where rain struck the roof of Crimson Manor like glass shattering on stone. At the heart of the manor, in a room sealed from both the living and the dead, stood Duke Adrien Valtas. He was not weeping. He was not allowed to. The corpse of a young man lay on a velvet altar-gold-threaded priest robes now soaked in dark blood, his face pale as marble. Elric. The human who had smiled at him like no one else. The one who once laughed and told him that monsters deserved warmth too. The one who had died shielding the Vampire Prince from an assassin's blade. The Prince lived. Elric died. And Adrien never forgave either of them. His hand hovered over the lifeless body, trembling. "You chose him," Adrien whispered, his voice cracking like dry leaves underfoot. "Even in your last breath... you chose him." He leaned down, pressing his forehead to Elric's cold chest. "But I will not forget you. I will not let you go." He summoned the Crimson Rite, a forbidden vampire ritual only those born of pureblood could access. It could not revive the dead. But it could preserve them. A curse of the body, defying rot and time. A body kept intact... waiting for the soul that would never return. Adrien sealed Elric inside a crystal coffin and placed it beneath his manor in the Shrine of Eternal Thirst. And then... he went mad. He stopped drinking fresh blood. He tortured prisoners in the same voice he once used to murmur love. He danced with corpses and laughed at funerals. Until he met him. Note: This story my own idea and AI help me creating this :)

When Jackson an avid horror movie lover transmigrates into a romance novel as the second ml set in another world by an "entertainment system" he has no choice But to embark on a path of creation. ------------ This is a Bl. If you're looking for a fun transmigration and entertainment centered story this is it. The description may not give the story justice I'm not to good at writing descriptions.:)> this story doesn't just focus on the romance but also on how the Mc navigates completing task given by the system and netizens reaction to his words.

Ye Yang traveled through time to a country called the Holy Dynasty. But...who will tell him? What the hell is the male concubine? Looking at the feminine-looking and slender man in the bronze mirror, Ye Yang really felt like vomiting blood. Fortunately, among the misfortunes, the original owner failed in the fight for favor and was ignored by the emperor, which made Ye Yang feel a little relieved. As a straight man, he couldn't accept that his significant other was a man! So, he had nothing to do and spent all day working on various money-making models in his palace. Later, the tall and majestic young emperor said to Ye Yang: "Whatever you want, as long as you want it, I will give it to you." Ye Yang opened his eyes as bright as stars and said with a look of expectation: "Then I won't speak secretly, I just want two girls." So that night, Ye Yang was favored by the emperor... Ye Yang: ...

Ailing's life took a dramatic turn the day his family arranged for him to marry the President of the Zhou Group. With a heart full of rebellion, he turned them down, choosing instead to run away with his childhood friend. It was a choice that would haunt him forever. As the years slipped by, the man he once adored revealed a darker side-controlling, abusive, and suffocating his spirit. Ailing found himself a prisoner in a gilded cage until a harsh diagnosis shattered his world. Stricken with a debilitating illness, he tried to return home, only to be turned away at the door. In the end, Ailing breathed his last in a sterile hospital room, utterly alone, with no one to hold his hand or share his final moments. But then, fate offered him a second chance. .... Rebirth With a jolt, Ailing found himself in his father's office, a wave of realization flooding over him. He dropped to the floor, utterly determined to reverse the worst decision of his life. This time, he would marry President Zhou. ... MC: "If I agree to marry you, do you promise to honour our marriage vows?" ML: "What do you mean?" MC: "That is... even if I get sick, you must not abandon me." ML: "Are you sick? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?" MC: "No, I shouldn't be... but and this is just a hypothetical, but if I did get sick with some incurable or debilitating disease, would you honour your vow to love and support me through sickness and health?" ML: "That depends. Will you honour the other parts for me?" MC: "The other parts?" ML: "To have and to hold, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, to love and to cherish, till death we do part." MC: "I would!" ML: "Then it's settled. Let's get married," ML said as he grabbed MC and pulled him towards the luxurious black car. Before ML could think, they had reached the Civil Affairs office to register for the bright red marriage certificate ....

A one-night mistake, a heartbeat that changes everything. Lian never thought his quiet, working-class life would crash into Rui's world of wealth and prestige. A heat he couldn't control, an alpha too gentle to leave him suffering - and one unplanned night leaves them bound forever. When a tiny life begins to grow between them, Rui steps forward, not as a powerful CEO, but as a man ready to care, protect, and love. Between warm families, loyal friends, and the chaos of new parenthood, can a love born from accident bloom into forever?

Dino died after he got hit by a truck-kun because he tried to help a kitten,but that damn kitten ran before he could help him.he transmigrated into another world and resided in the body of a 20 years old young man,that has the same name.Late Dino killed his own self by taking a lot of sleeping pills,before anyone else know,the current Dino has taken over.Dino screamed "so fu**ing young!" he is a 30 year old virgin man and what more is this boy already married to a man at that!Dino cried "thank you lord!".Ehhhh!Dino is a rainbow man... This boy hates his own husband because his father forced him to marry a man.the late Dino became his father's scapegoat,because his father's company was in a lot of debt. Dino is in a lot of trouble now,he wants to become lovey dovey with his husband.but this damn boy goes and hates him instead,Dino feels sorry for his young and virgin heart "why you hate me god"(⁠ノ⁠｀⁠Д⁠'⁠)⁠ノ⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻ -find out how clumsy and stupid Dino captures his husband- ~ADIOS~

He was a modern etiquette professor-sharp-tongued, brilliant, and a little too sure of his composure. Then a falling flower pot ruined both his day and his century. Now Lan Ruochen wakes as the Second Young Master of a powerful noble house-pampered, envied, and absolutely unprepared for silk sleeves, ancient politics, and the thousand ways a bow can start a war. Armed with charm, wit, and dangerously good posture, he plans to survive court life one sarcastic remark at a time. But when a certain cold-eyed prince begins to take interest, the game of manners turns into something far more complicated- and far more personal. Complete