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TAKE DOWN [BL] The Wulin Alliance's Private Record
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"Obsession Isn't Love - It's a Curse"
I once loved him. The quiet, noble Lan Zhan. The man who held my hand like I was something fragile. Sacred. Now he touches me like I'm a possession. His hands burn. His words bleed. His silence screams. He is not the man I loved. He is what love became... when it lost its soul. He says I'm his. Not in poetry. Not in passion. But in chains. He whispers he would burn for me. But I see it in his eyes: He already has. And now he wants to set me on fire too. There's nowhere left to run. Because he doesn't want my love. He wants my surrender. My ruin. My everything. "You'll never leave me again, Wei Ying," he says, brushing blood from my lips with a kiss. And I believe him. Because monsters don't lie. They just love wrong. **Lan Wangji was once silent, noble, pure. Now? He is silence twisted into madness. Obsession wrapped in beauty. A fallen god with only one prayer-Wei Ying. He burned his soul to the seal. Gave up sanity for a single purpose: to have Wei Ying. Not to love him... but to own him. To break him, bind him, and keep him. He doesn't want Wei Ying's heart. He wants his screams, his surrender, his soul-chained to him for eternity. And if Wei Ying runs? Wangji smiles. Because every escape is just another chance to hunt him again. "You're mine, Wei Ying. Even if I have to destroy the world to make it true This is a Boys' Love story-twisted, intense, and far from sweet. Love here isn't tender. It's dangerous. Obsessive. Cursed. This chapter contains graphic descriptions of body horror, mental instability, inhuman transformations, and ritualistic scenes. It may be disturbing or emotionally intense for some readers. Read at your own risk. Warning: The darkness isn't just in the room-it's inside them. If you're not ready to face what crawls in the dark, you may want to turn back now. But if you're brave-or foolish- So, Welcome to my Story Your nightmares have been warned.Complete
I am the Villain
The world rejoiced the day Feng Wuxin, the heartless butcher of the east, was slain. His name became a curse, his memory a warning, that no man, no demon, no god should wield such unrepentant power. Years later, a nameless orphan boy, beaten and discarded by his own blood, performs a forbidden ritual beneath the red moon, offering his life in exchange for some else's return. Feng Wuxin... returns. But he doesn't rise in flame and fury. Instead, he finds himself reborn in the body of a weak, bullied boy with no future. Forced to hide his identity in a world that celebrates his death, Feng Wuxin is forced in a prestigious demon-slaying academy, learning to fight alongside those who once hunted him. There, he meets Shen Liang, silent, disciplined, terrifyingly perfect. Revered by the school, untouched by scandal, and far too familiar. Feng Wuxin is drawn to him first as prey... then as a puzzle... and, slowly, as something else. But when cursed bond ties their fates together, one that shares pain, emotion, and every secret, they'll be forced to face not only each other, but the darkness they both carry. Because some villains never die quietly. And some hearts were never meant to beat alone. (This is a BL)Complete
THE WHEEL OF DESTINY
A soft exhale escaped through the Heavenly Emperor's lips, helplessly staring into the endless void, whising the universe would, in it's infinite apathy, allow him to return into it's cold embrace, never to see the sunlight again. After the blink of an eye, he said, so softly it may as well have been an illusion: -Why did it have to be like this... Why did you have to be like this? The immortal didn't answer. He simply knelt, his head bowing to the ground in silent submission. -I have loved a man more than duty. Yet I do not carry the shame of regret. Forgive me, my Lord, for I have sinned. Between heaven and earth, mortals and immortals coexist in a delicate balance. But when the actions of the past become entangled, destiny becomes a labyrinth with no exit. Zhao Wei, a young man marked by tragedy, is forced to confront his past and uncover the truth about the disappearance of his parents and the subsequent death of his brother in the shuiyue sect's fire by the arrival of Yuan Zhi, a mysterious young man who seems to be more than he reveals. Together, they must navigate a world of secrets and lies to uncover the truth about their past and their shared destiny. (Mortal x Inmortal) Original story I'm feeling silly, so I'll write silly things. ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ This is my first time writing, and english is not my first lenguage, I sincerely apologize for the redaction mistakes and plot holes that i have made :) Doing this for fun. :p probably no one will read this AI Generated cover.
Secretly, I'm A Cultivation Genius
Meet Wang Yihan: handsome, cheerful, easygoing. Zero talent for cultivation. The only reason he could join the prestigious Heavenly Sword Sect was due to having wealthy parents. His lack of ability, slow progress and occasional attempts on his life by: his own clumsiness, spiritual beasts, demonic cultivators and even the heavens themselves doesn't concern him. For Wang Yihan firmly believes himself to secretly be a cultivation genius. Indulged by his Master and protected by his fellow disciples, he truly has nothing to challenge this (misplaced) idea. Until Zhao Tai came back from exploring the Jianghu. Exceptionally handsome, heroic, genuine cultivation genius and the Sect Master's succeeding disciple, this person is Wang Yihan's opposite in many ways. However, the mutual attraction is undeniable. Sparks fly, fires start (accidentally) as two people's disparate worlds collide (metaphorically). When a demon army threatens all those at Heavenly Sword Sect and Zhao Tai is seriously injured, it will be up to Wang Yihan to step up and prove he really is a cultivation genius. Or get squashed like an ant. Coldly handsome, exceptionally talented gong x cute, good-natured, delusional (?) shou. Happy ever after guaranteed! This is an original story and is for mature audiences - intimate scenes are super spicy. Hush is not Chinese, but has consulted Chinese friends and done extensive research. Any mistakes are hers. Chapter uploads daily.Complete
I once loved him. The quiet, noble Lan Zhan. The man who held my hand like I was something fragile. Sacred. Now he touches me like I'm a possession. His hands burn. His words bleed. His silence screams. He is not the man I loved. He is what love became... when it lost its soul. He says I'm his. Not in poetry. Not in passion. But in chains. He whispers he would burn for me. But I see it in his eyes: He already has. And now he wants to set me on fire too. There's nowhere left to run. Because he doesn't want my love. He wants my surrender. My ruin. My everything. "You'll never leave me again, Wei Ying," he says, brushing blood from my lips with a kiss. And I believe him. Because monsters don't lie. They just love wrong. **Lan Wangji was once silent, noble, pure. Now? He is silence twisted into madness. Obsession wrapped in beauty. A fallen god with only one prayer-Wei Ying. He burned his soul to the seal. Gave up sanity for a single purpose: to have Wei Ying. Not to love him... but to own him. To break him, bind him, and keep him. He doesn't want Wei Ying's heart. He wants his screams, his surrender, his soul-chained to him for eternity. And if Wei Ying runs? Wangji smiles. Because every escape is just another chance to hunt him again. "You're mine, Wei Ying. Even if I have to destroy the world to make it true This is a Boys' Love story-twisted, intense, and far from sweet. Love here isn't tender. It's dangerous. Obsessive. Cursed. This chapter contains graphic descriptions of body horror, mental instability, inhuman transformations, and ritualistic scenes. It may be disturbing or emotionally intense for some readers. Read at your own risk. Warning: The darkness isn't just in the room-it's inside them. If you're not ready to face what crawls in the dark, you may want to turn back now. But if you're brave-or foolish- So, Welcome to my Story Your nightmares have been warned.
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