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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 342 || Startling Discoveries

"Y-Young Master!" Stammered Colahn. In his shock, he almost dropped the precious artifact within his hands. Unable to stable himself for he was leaning quite close to the edge of the table, his feet twisted slightly. 

BANG!

Pain instantly shot through his hip. Gritted teeth and clenched jaws, the seer released a miserable groan while clutching the orb against his chest. Phaelona slipped slightly but didn't suffer any pain. When she heard the sound, a worried crease appeared between her light brows. Concern morphed her elegant countenance when she neared Colahn, whispering to him worriedly. Colahn shot her a glare.

Receiving his hostile look, the Elven Mage was reminded of the cause of their argument and she scoffed. "Idiot..."

"..."

Moulin blinked. For a moment, he exchanged gazes with Snow and Kier. What's with these two?