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AUTHOR NOTE 14.05.2024: Hello all! Sorry for the long wait, I wrote myself into a literal corner and realised I have to retcon a few things in arc 4 before I can move on with the story. Will try to get this fixed in the soonest! Really sorry for the wait TT o TT **** Infinite/Unlimited Flow horror BL novel Might be a parody. And MC might be a villain.... 1v1 Introducing: A suicidal and bored MC and… wait, where the f&?! is the ML?! *** Lam Thanh Van believes it’s about time someone ended his miserable life. But being an immortal has hindered his path to Hell. Scratch that, Hell is off limits with the terrifying speed his body stitches itself back together, no matter how much someone might hack him to pieces. With such a long and torturous life of trying to finish himself and failing miserably, he imagines that his death would be grand, like slaying a dragon - or a very persistent cockroach. Now, the only problem was finding a hero worthy of such a cause. *** [The last player has arrived. Players, prepare for briefing.] [Welcome to the annual 2023rd survival championship.] The grand doors to the dome slowly pulled close, drawing everyone’s gazes over to the lone figure standing by himself, like a rabbit frozen in the headlights. In front of the sea of players, fawn eyes dilated with fright. Fresh tears still clung to the lashes that framed the eyes so green they reminded the people of ocean waves crashing to the white sandy shore. Long limbs were clad in a simple T-shirt with a pair of washed-out jeans hugging his slim waist. Messy lavender hair and snow-white skin tinted with faint pink seemed ethereal in the scene. Like a magnolia tree growing in the desert… or a white lotus sprouting from a pile of bullshit. One brave individual broke away from the herd, cold eyes set on the last player. ”Stay with us if you want to live.” Lam Thanh Van raised his gaze up to the looming man, green eyes drenched with tears, his lips trembling as he could only muster a nod. [All players, scenario one will commence now. Good luck and try not to die.] —— When nothing is as it seems - who can you trust? ML: Not the author, that’s for sure. The synopsis is just one huge clickbait- *Author smacks this insolent child with a hardcover edition of the Bible*: Quiet, you! Or I won’t let you appear even after the halfway mark! MC: … You evil bish!! —- T/W: This is mature content. A sprinkle of horror, a teaspoon of gore, topped with a handful of clownery. Some papapa is added as a garnish at the end. Consume at your own digression. A/N: This is an original work by LinShui. The cover is not mine, as I have negative skills in any illustrative art. Will commission for a cover when I’m no longer a broke bish. Do let me know if this is your art and you want to take it down, thanks! #unrequitedlove

Seorang pria tua, seorang pemuda dan seorang anak perempuan, ketiganya berdiri di atas padang rumput nan luas, di bawah langit yang bersih dari awan. Sang anak perempuan memandang keadaan di sekelilingnya dengan mata berbinar. Sebelumnya ia harus melewati padang salju dan lorong kecil yang gelap, jadi wajar kalau benaknya kini dipenuhi pertanyaan. “Grandpa, tempat apa ini?” Sang pria tua berlutut di hadapan cucunya sebelum dengan lembut ia menjawab. “Penduduk lokal menyebut tempat ini Benua Amstell.” “. . . Benua Amstell?” Sang anak perempuan memiringkan kepala mungilnya sementara kakeknya melanjutkan. “Delapan tahun yang lalu Grandma menemukan tempat ini secara tidak sengaja, sayangnya di tempat ini pula Grandma meninggal. Jadi, maukah kau membantu Grandpa menjaga tempat peristirahatan terakhir Grandma ini?” Sang anak perempuan mengangguk mantap sebelum menjawab. “Tentu saja, Claire akan menjaga tempat ini dengan sekuat tenaga.” Sang pria tua lalu menoleh ke arah pemuda di sampingnya sebelum berkata. “O’Neil, kau tahu aku dan Samantha memperlakukanmu seperti anak kami sendiri, dan kami tahu kau memutuskan masuk militer karena tidak mau bersaing dengan Robert dalam mengelola korporasi yang akan kami tinggalkan, meski bakatmu dalam berbisnis jauh lebih baik.” “. . .” “Tapi setidaknya berjanjilah kau akan membantu Claire menjaga tempat ini, karena begitu keberadaan Nouel diketahui, seluruh dunia akan memperebutkan tempat ini.” “Anggap sudah terlaksana.” Jawab Sang Pemuda dengan kasual, namun Sang Pria Tua seketika tersenyum karena ia tahu anak angkatnya tersebut tidak pernah mengingkari kata-kata yang ia ucapkan. *****

When Dezi Falconi, a pampered rich boy, meets up with Rox Forrester, a savvy trailer trash hottie, sparks fly. Living on opposite sides of the tracks makes them an unlikely couple until Dezi gets a good look at Rox and propositions him. Tired of being used as a rich man’s whore, Rox heatedly refuses the offer, but when Dezi hears his tale of woe, he decides to help Rox financially, and in time they fall deeply in love.<br><br>Eventually Nick Falconi, Dezi’s father, finds out about Rox. Nick is a powerful man, used to having anything he wants, and he wants Rox. This puts Rox in the middle of an impossible situation when he learns that Nick holds the strings to Dezi’s money. If Rox doesn’t leave Dezi and become Nick’s whore, he’ll leave Dezi penniless. What should he do? Submit to a dirty old man’s perverted desires, or run away with Dezi and start a new life -- one that includes murder?

The air crackled with anticipation as Lucas closed the distance between them, his gaze intense yet filled with a hunger that mirrored hers. Charlotte's heart raced, her breath hitching as she felt the heat radiating from his body. "i can't keep my hands off," Lucas murmured, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer until there was barely any space between them. Charlotte's lips parted as she searched his eyes, finding a mixture of desire and restraint. The tension between them was palpable, each moment stretching out like a taut wire ready to snap. Without breaking eye contact, Lucas brushed his thumb across her lower lip, tracing its softness before leaning in to capture it with his own. His kiss was fierce yet tender, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't contain. Their bodies molded together seamlessly, every touch sending waves of pleasure through them. Lucas's hands roamed her curves, eliciting soft moans from Charlotte's lips. She arched into his touch, craving more of the electrifying sensation he stirred within her.

The Trailer of "The Ascripse World"

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Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?