Он сидел с ней до последнего её вздоха. Пока её веки не закрылись, дыхание не утихло, а руки всё ещё были теплыми. Стало ужасно холодно. И этот леденящий душу холод пробирался под кожу, заставляя всё тело покрываться мурашками. Руки, в которых находилось уже бездыханное тело, подрагивали, а в его голове стали всплывать образы. Шёл дождь, размывающий реки крови, которой истекали уже убитые солдаты в округе. Раздался первый раскат грома, вспышкой озаривший небеса. От ранее приносящего нежность взгляда не осталось ничего. Никакой либо тени эмоций. Если бы он узнал раньше, то никогда бы не допустил такого исхода... [Лично для меня история получилась слишком сжатой, поэтому когда-нибудь я её перепишу, как и первую главу]

×Mature× > She died a jobless anime binge-watcher. She woke up a chubby, unwanted beast bride. Odette didn't ask for a second life-especially not in the body of a despised gray swan with five drop-dead-gorgeous beastmen husbands who can't even look her in the eye. Forgotten by her tribe, accused of crimes she didn't commit, and left to drown by the very men who vowed to protect her... it should've ended there. But fate-no, a shady cosmic system-had other plans. Armed with a cheat-like storage space, a secondhand body, and five cold marks on her hand proving none of her husbands ever claimed her, Odette decides it's time to rewrite this beastly romance into her own personal revenge story. Who needs loyalty when she can hoard hotter husbands? Who needs love when she can live deliciously petty? Let the ex-husbands regret. Let the new suitors line up. And let the Swan Queen rise-feathers, fat rolls, and all.

❝ 𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐩 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞. ❞ ❝ 𝐬𝐢𝐫... 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐲. ❞ where a loyal huntrix fan gets bombarded by orders from a new boy band ❝ 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭. ❞ @neariienai

You were born in shadow, the daughter of Gwi-Ma-the most feared demon in existence. But you turned your back on the darkness long ago, severing the blood tie that bound you to him and choosing to live among humans in silence and pain. Now, you walk alone... until Huntrix finds you. They're global idols by day, demon hunters by night-and you're the ghost in their shadow. The phantom fourth member who never steps on stage, but always shows up when the monsters come. You're not made for the spotlight. You're made for war. ⚠️𝕋𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘: 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕤𝕥, 𝔹𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕, 𝕍𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘. ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕕𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕!! || I don't own the KDH Characters, they belong to their rightful owner || All images used don't belong to me either, credit goes to the rightful owners || ✨ Note: This book is 𝓜𝔂 own piece of work, please refrain from copying my work. One, it's not professional. Two, a lot of time and effort has been put into this book. Three, there is literally no point in doing so. We are all here to read and write aren't we? So, let's just have fun!!

This was supposed to be Erin Beaufort's day off. She was supposed to lie in bed and sleep the whole day and not hear anything from the station or her partner. But of course, she doesn't get that luxury. Her phone rings and immediately picking it up without saying anything, Eddie is quick to talk. "14th and main, we got a nasty one" BEWARE THERE IS SOME GORE OKAY?! It's a little slow in the first three chapters but I promise it's going to get there! This came to me when I heard the male version of Jessica Rabbit on Youtube and I lost my goddamn mind... that and I got hit with creativity in the middle of the night while fighting my usual insomnia battles. Most of the character will be gender bent, nobody is a toon and the story is somewhat different here. I noticed there was a lot of rabbitxreader but I personally don't like stories like that. (The stories weren't bad, some of them caught my interest) Before I start, let me point out that updates will be VERY irregular because of my college schedule and I'm still writing the overall draft of the story in my head I'll try to update once a week (I make no promises though) Enjoy the story and let me know If I should upload this on AO3 too.

-Finalizado- -El patriarca Yiling no había bajado a la ciudad en días- -¿Escucharon? Los túmulos funerarios están vacíos- -Quizá perdió el control y mato a los Wen restantes ¿Qué se podía esperar después de la emboscada que le tendieron? - -Su propio poder lo consumió- -La secta Jin debe estar festejando- Wen Qing escucho atentamente los rumores que su propia familia había esparcido cuando fue al pueblo, con un bebé en sus brazos y un niño de 4 años sujetado de su túnica. El bebé en sus brazos gorgoteo y ella le miro con una ligera sonrisa Bueno, esos rumores eran más fáciles que explicar que, de alguna manera, había convertido a Wei WuXian en un bebé para salvarle la vida Y no pensaba entregarlo a nadie... bueno, casi a nadie »» ----- ♔ ----- «« Antes de empezar a leer, investiga que es Jiang Bashing. Esto tiene Jiang Bashing. Paliza a los Jiang, no para fans de los Jiang, no pierdas el tiempo si lo eres. Y si todavía quieres leer, y decir algo a su favor, te voy a ignorar. Los personajes no son míos (Pertenecen a MXTX) , solo la historia

୨ৎ Donde Wei ying, siendo cuidador de cachorros en una guardería, se encariña tanto con el cachorro de uno de sus clientes que le dice "mamá" ୨ৎ La historia original es de (@Zaorycast) ୨ৎ Omegaverse ୨ৎ Contenido +18 ୨ৎ Lactofilia -En corrección

Wei MeiLan. Wei WuXian's twin sister. Decades has passed since her twin brother, the Yiling Patriarch, died from Nightless City Raid. After the betrayal of their sworn brother and the death of their sister, she refused the offer of Lan WangJi to stay at Gusu Lan Sect and wandered every city to purge the mess in secret. She misses her twin brother dearly, but she knows that dead should stay dead no matter what, but when her precious item sprang to life, she knows that her brother is back.

"Are you an Incubus?" "Yes, I am," NOT EDITED | GRAMMATICAL ERRORS AHEAD STATUS: COMPLETED April 21, 2020 | May 5, 2020