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Neon Star Rising (BL)

[BL - Mature Content] In a cybperpunk future, a young man wakes up inside a box with no memories, and to two strangers making threats at him. Ivo doesn't know who he is. Or even if that's his name. But from there, he'll have no choice but to learn how to survive the dangerous neon streets of a city that has forgotten how to dream. His new reluctant allies keep him at a distance. Especially Davi, the mysterious guy who doesn't trust Ivo's memory loss and thinks he might be connected to the group of people responsible for all the misery in their city. The same people Ivo now has to steal information and tech from -- for the paying clients who employ the services of Davi and his crew. --- Davi: give me one good reason why I shouldn't get rid of you? Ivo: ...you're a good person and don't want to do that? Davi: try again. Ivo: I can be useful... Davi: still not convinced. Ivo: my winning personality and sparkling smile? Alina: it's like you want him to shoot you in the head --- determined, belligerent, adaptable, snarky and fearless amnesiac MC x mysterious, intense, idealistic, selfless, ruthless and passionate hired gun ML x and their trigger happy, sarcastic, sexy, lover (1v1v1) more tags: cyberpunk, sci-fi, crime, mature content, fast-paced action, slow burn romance, important side-characters, LGBT cast, side romances, violence, dystopian.

ThirtyTyrants · LGBT+
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245 Chs

Dumb enough to try anything

Thiago threw an army green tarp over the back of the jeep to hide the machine guns, before climbing over the back. Alina did her best to fit all the weapons they had brought inside the booth.

It amazed Ivo that even with how much they were taking there was still plenty more left behind. To say nothing of the other stashes. 

Whenever the end of the world came -- as Thiago called it -- they were going to have plenty of firepower to deal with it.

Sitting next to Davi on the passenger seat, Ivo got the impression they were drawing a lot of looks as they drove through the streets.

"Can people tell we're carrying a shitload of guns?"

"It's not that," Thiago said from the backseat. "You don't usually see an off-road vehicle like this one in the city. It's the kind of jeep you take into the jungle. And you'd only do that if you were expecting weapon or drug drops. Criminal activity. They think we're gang members."