Lin Mian Mian, age 23, was died in a car crash. He was transmigrated to a world where there are three genders: the male, female, and ger. Gers are males that can carry children and give birth like females. To classify males from gers, gers have these red markings called cinnabar that corresponds to their fertility: the darker the red the higher the ability of the ger to conceive. Lin Mian Mian was transferred to a body of a ger with light-colored cinnabar. His first time after transmigrating, Lin Mian Mian was assaulted by a good-looking perverted man! "Let's do it, babe. Time to make babies," the stranger withdrawn his fingers leaving a wide gap to the exit. Lin Mian Mian: ???! *Boy's Love *This is an original Work. *Happy Reading! 😂😂😂

When a master class vampire decides he wants a certain marine by his side then nothing; not even that marine's own hatred of what he is will stop him from making him his Cover by; AuthorJJones

When Lang Yuan transmigrated into his new world, he was suddenly brought into trouble because of an egg. He accidentally created a blood bond to the egg and is now treating him as its mother. Unaware of its origin, Lang Yuan carried the egg as his own child until he met its original father! TDIFTSE BOOK 1 : THE EGG HUNT *This is an original work. *Happy Reading! 😊😊😊 *Cross-posted on Scribble Hub and Tapas

What are we without flesh and blood? Are we nothing but a beating heart in a ribcage, a marching soul inevitably leading to our demise? Or are we here as a test of loyalty to our God, a God we do not know but must trust? And without this trust, we will be punished indefinitely for questioning his divinity. And what is a sheep without his shepherd? Without God, are we nothing but sheep led astray? How will we be guided to the light without a shepherd on earth? Should we trust our shepherd to tell us the truth? Or will we be covered in the blood of the lamb? A shepherd with blood on his hands could infect his flock with poison. And with this poison, he has control. And to Luke, this poison is all he knows. His seventeen years of life have been devoted to nothing else but God. He wakes up, goes to school or church, and sleeps; rinse and repeat. There is no place or time for anything else in his life, such as television, going out with friends, or discovering new hobbies. His father, Pastor Ivy, ensures this. His life purpose will be to serve the Lord and nothing else. A purpose that Luke believes is the right way. What else would there be to life? He hadn't questioned this until he met Gabriel, a man who was the complete opposite of him. A man who was strong in his sense of self. A man who didn't bow to anyone or anything and stood firm in his beliefs in The Church of Satan. A man who Luke feared. But also a man who felt like home to him.

Elliot is, and has always been, stuck in his home town. Sure, it's a fairly large city. Sure, all his family and friends are there. Sure, he has a job he absolutely adores. But he still isn't happy. No matter how much he loves working in Auntie Mae's Tea shop, baking cakes day in and day out, he can't find it in himself to be happy. He knows exactly what's wrong; he has a dream. His dream is to one day move to Paris and open his own bakery. Baking is his passion, and he wants to devote his life to it. The only problem is that he can't seem to get away from his current life to start a new one. He once told himself his studies were holding him back. When he was done with those, he used the excuse of renovating the entire Tea Shop. Then, when he finally couldn't find any more excuses, he gave up. He knew he was waiting for something to happen. The problem? He didn't know what. But what about that man who recently started visiting the shop? He definitely wasn't one of the regulars; his face, you would recognize. He comes every evening at six o'clock, and stays for an hour. Could he be what Elliot is waiting for? *Deals with self-esteem issues which I've been told might be triggering*