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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 171 || Looking Forward For An Interesting Night

The cushions were soft against his weight. A dreadful silence haunts the room, making anyone within fear for what was to come. The afternoon light softly brightens the room like the pleasant glow of a lantern. There was no need for illuminating the area with the lights that hang from the ceiling. The brilliance of the windows was tranquil and slightly comforting. 

Fortunately for Moulin, that is.

While his clean braided hair fell down his back, his head faced the tall windows. Thoughts swirling in his mind, fingers clasped, his captivating silver eyes quietly stares at the windowpanes exposed by the drawn crimson curtains. 

"Ao!"

"Woof!"

The youth's brows drew together. 

"Aoo!"