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There’s No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

Zein was a rogue Guide living in the god-forsaken land of the red-zone, guiding for money and survival. Until the guild he used to work with caused a tragedy. Driven by sorrow and guilt, Zein became a mercenary guide in the land bordering the forbidden Deathzone, working like a suicidal monk. One day, an overbearing Esper suddenly appeared and told him, “If you’re so hellbent to die, why don’t you come with me to the Deathzone?” A strange proposition, a nostalgic smirk. Had Zein actually met him before? Following the man into the deadly zone, will Zein find the respite he seeks, or will he get engulfed in a storm? But there’s no such thing as love in the deathzone...is it? * * * The story is set in a sentinel-verse, so there will be: - Sentinel (Esper) and Guide - Dungeon! - Romance - Action - …smut? ;) It’s a (kinda) love story wrapped in dungeon system shenanigans, with abilities and action and whatnot

Aerlev · LGBT+
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692 Chs

[Bonus chapter] The Star And The Flower (2)

"Didn't I tell you we can't do this on the campus grounds?"

Radia licked his lips, didn't even stop his movement as he put on some argument. "But—ah...you've been away for so long, I just can't—ugh—help it,"

Han Joon let out a low laugh that never failed to make Radia's heart jolt. Just that simple sound, and the look in those black eyes that were getting filled with passion, already sent an electrifying sensation all over his body.

This was crazy. He had never felt like this before with his other countless past partners.

"Fine, let's do this fast then,"

Radia gasped when the world turned and he was now lying flat on the table, looking up at the handsome face and deep black eyes he'd been missing so much. And then he lost the ability to think again for the next ten minutes, until he was no more than a putty, moaning slut.

"I hate practical season," he grumbled on Joon's shoulder, leaning completely on the much bigger boy.