In a world governed by duty and silent betrayals, a single choice shatters the delicate balance of loyalty and fate. Bound by an unbreakable thread, two souls navigate a treacherous path where love is both salvation and ruin. As the shadows of the past tighten their grip and the weight of the future looms, the line between devotion and destruction blurs. When the moment of reckoning arrives, will they embrace the truth or be consumed by it? ⚠️WARNING THIS STORY IS 🔥18+🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️

[BELUM DIREVISI] Semua dimulai saat Zhu Yan, sang siluman kera putih, menyelamatkan seorang bayi manusia di dalam keranjang bayi yang tersangkut di antara bebatuan sungai saat dirinya tengah berkunjung ke dunia manusia. Sebuah kehidupan polos, dengan secarik kertas yang terselip di kain yang membungkus tubuh bayi itu, tertulis nama "Zhuo Yichen". Hari demi hari ia habiskan waktunya untuk merawat sang anak manusia tersebut. Hingga tak terasa, anak manusia yang dulu masihlah bayi sekarang sudah menjadi sosok manusia remaja. Tak seperti kebanyakan anak laki-laki manusia lain, Zhuo Yichen tumbuh menjadi sosok yang cantik. Bulu mata yang lentik, bibir merah alami, mata hitam yang indah, wajah yang cantik berseri, jangan lupakan jari-jemarinya yang lentik serta pinggangnya yang ramping. Seiring dengan perkembangan Zhuo Yichen yang sedemikian rupa, mampukah Zhu Yan tetap melihatnya sebagai anak angkat? ⚠️WARNING⚠️ BxB and MPreg Content (Cerita hanyalah karangan semata)

Yi Chen seorang assassin profesional dengan nama Teratai Merah, diberikan misi untuk membunuh seorang Jenderal besar, Zhu Yan. Demi kelancaran misinya ia menyamar sebagai selir di harem milik Zhu Yan, merencanakan pembunuhan sekaligus mencari sebuah kebenaran. Namun, di tengah permainan tipu daya dan rahasia, Yi Chen mendapati dirinya jatuh hati pada pria yang seharusnya ia bunuh. Yi Chen harus memilih antara menyelesaikan misinya atau menyerah pada Perasaannya. "Selalu ada harga yang harus dibayar atas setiap tindakan."

If someone would tell Li Lun that one day, he will wake up from his slumber and be Zhuo Yichen lookalike baby protector, he definitely strangle them to death with his veins. But no, the said baby which is known as Ji Ling, playing with his doll, talking to it like it was alive. Meanwhile, Li Lun had to guard this baby, protecting him from danger. The mighty Great Demon of Dahuang somehow reduce to a bodyguard now. Standing guard like a wooden puppet holding on a sabre.

When the realms of humans and demons collided, order shattered. From the wreckage, the Demon Hunting Bureau rose to stand against the chaos, wielding extraordinary power to face the impossible. Zhuo Yichen, young and relentless, carries the blood of a dragon god and a duty to slay every demon he meets. But Zhu Yan, his mortal enemy, is unique: the most powerful demon in the world, with the power to reduce cities to ashes, defies all expectations. He conquers nothing, yet allows demons to spill across the rift unchecked. His silence is a riddle, his presence a storm. When a catastrophe threatens to consume them all, enemies become allies, and two souls bound by fate discover that the line between hate and love is thinner than a blade's edge. Fantasy AU.

Yichen/Yuanzhi and Ji Ling are triplets of Bingyi and Yinglong. They pester their Longshen-gege when he plans to go on a date with Yuan Wuhuo, the Butterfly Demon. With the promise of excitement and adventure, the triplets eagerly followed their elder brother to the human world, ready to explore the Qixi Festival. Little did Longshen know, the night was bound to be filled with unexpected meetings amidst the glowing lanterns and bustling festivities.

A 3 + 1 fic. Three times people flirt with Zhuo Yichen, and Zhao Yuanzhou just stays cool, teasing and flirting back with him-until that one time they both snap. And the culprit? That damn pagoda tree

The wind rustling through the sleeves and the icy coldness of the Kunlun penetrated deep into his skin as his senses returned to him. He blinked his eyes as the blurriness faded, and clarity returned. But still it took a moment for him to register what he saw. It was a broken picture of ruin and destruction.

After Li Lun true form burned by Ever Wood Fire, part of his soul stucked into a Black Locust Tree root. Ironically, the Zhuo family found the tree root and planted it in their courtyard. For nearly a century, Li Lun had lived in the courtyard, watching the Zhuo family come and go. He had seen joy and sorrow, but this-this was different. Zhuo Yichen's grief was so raw, so visceral, that it pierced through even Li Lun's hardened heart. "He's just a young boy," Li Lun thought, his voice trembling within his own mind. "Why must humans endure so much pain?"

"You're not Zhuo Yi Chen," Li Lun said coolly, his voice steady and measured. "Why are you inhabiting his body?" Li Lun's words didn't cause the demon to flinch; instead, it responded with a sly smile. Li Lun couldn't help but think, This demon is mimicking everything about Zhuo Yi Chen's face and expressions perfectly. "Li Darren, you're quite sharp... It only took you a moment to catch me."