The Demon King's Wife is the Heaven's Strongest [BL]
A love story hidden in the depths of despair and forsaken memories… Lai Mingjie is a hot and well-sought bachelor in the city, the sole heir of one of the country's most powerful and influential men. However, he has a secret: he used to be the most prolific demon king in history! In his plight of trying to end his suffering, he runs into the amnesiac Xu Rouguang. This man cannot remember anything else about his life... but that he loves Lai Mingjie. Who would have thought that this man is actually the demon king's wife... and executioner?! With the promises of freedom and a new life together, the two of them works on recovering whatever they can to rebuild the destiny that they have placed onto themselves—and what they have shattered all the same. How strong can they be in their crossed paths filled with pain, death, and separation… now that they are together again? [Disclaimer and Warnings:] This story is a work of fiction, and similarities to any living or dead person are purely coincidental. May contain triggers. Chapters will become locked when you reach Chapter 68. Please don't tell me you weren't warned. Follow me on IG @droopdroopghost and on Facebook (droopyghostofficial) Cover art is by reialdark66 (pixiv)
Not the Kind You Should be Scared Of
The clock ticked five, and Liu Qiu hummed as she stared at Xu Rouguang's desk. He was supposed to go to work today, but he never showed up. Lai Mingjie wasn't responding to her texts as well. No matter how bad she worried about them, she still had to deal with work. It wasn't like she couldn't handle matters without those two around.
She left JT in low spirits and hoped to see if they were home. The auntie started taking the path towards the condominium until she saw a girl seated on the bench eating ice cream. Even from just her profile, it was easy to see how much of an adorable child she was. However, her very image made Liu Qiu freeze.
As if feeling the weight of Liu Qiu's gaze, the child turned to her direction. Her round eyes flickered a little before she smiled like an adult. The child got off of the bench and walked towards the auntie, the ice cream burned to dust by the light that flashed in her hand. "Don't look at me like you've seen a ghost, Little Cutie."