True Love is Hell
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Last published Tue, Jun 13, 2023
When the border between pain and passion is crossed, is there a way back?
Luson has a problem: his soulmate has gone to hell. As Green Haze, cultivator of spiritual energy and ghost specialist, he should be protecting people, but now he has to make the ultimate choice.
However, Fang is a demon and Luson will be a repenting soul, a combination that's not only toxic but also forbidden. Their love language will have to evolve.
And with earth back in sight, some changes cannot be undone.
Warnings ADULT CONTENT: Gore, torture, toxic relationship, smutt. If you worry about a specific trigger, send me a message, the warning list would be too long
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