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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 · Fantasie
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470 Chs

|| Chapter 164 || Never Hide Something From Me

The songs sung by nesting birds welcomed the morning ambiance. As the daylight flickered through the fluttering leaves of the forest, the incoherent noise of mutterings and heaving could be heard from beyond the boundaries of the village. The preparation had begun at dawn and finished at mid-morning. None of the sentinels rested even after the feast that ended at midnight. 

Under the bright yet gentle sun, white hair strands glistened as they were being swept by the warm breeze. Glittering like moonlit silver threads, even precious than the finest silk. A pair of silver eyes swept the area and curiously wondering about what could be done to help within the spirited scene before him. 

"Moulin!"