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A Gorgeous White (BL)

( An LGBT+ novel) Ending your life isn't the right decision. Moulin didn't believe this saying until he did it. Moulin, a depressed shut-in digital writer, transmigrates into the frail body of a spoiled young master. Unknown to him, he was swallowed by the fear of death. This time, he intends to start a new beginning and relive his life carefully. Waking within the frigid confines of a cave of ice. Nightly whispers of guidance and so much more. The power of unknown origin... An unusual world where special people possess elemental powers and thriving magical beasts, A cute meng selling snow-white fox, A crowd of overprotective people, and a powerful yet impressively annoying person...a stressful Moulin massaged his forehead. This couldn't possibly get any worse... Moumou: My body doesn't feel right...( secretly inspects lower body) Moumou: ...@$%#!!!! An Evil Lion: My love, our bed has gone cold... Moumou: (#ง'̀-'́)ง... Warning this novel includes the following: 1. Smut 2. Gore 3. Inappropriate language Publish dates: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday (Sporadic if I get busy ╥﹏╥) || I M P O R T A N T N O T I C E! || This novel is inspired by several BL novels• If you do not like reading LGBTQ+ novels please avoid reading this• This author is trying her best!• Enjoy! The cover is originally is drawn by yours truly º^º *hehe want a commission?*

Heather_ANARE · Fantasy
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470 Chs

|| Chapter 132 || He Knows He Will Come...

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Moulin didn't really know if the wax petals would work, or if they could be ingested. All he cared about was saving this man who was overly loyal to his lover. Although he knew of the man's hatred of him and that Moulin found Rowan detestable as well, he did not want to face Hadrian with the dying words of his subordinate. All his doubts and worries vanished instantly the moment he saw the black veins on Rowan's arm disappear in less than half an hour. The blackening of the man's eyes was gone and color returned to the man's face. 

With relieved breaths, he watched as the people strived to help him distribute the wax petals to the dying men. Their fearful but worried gazes made him sigh in relief as he felt satisfied with their courage to help the men in need.