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Shameless Ghost King Is My Husband!

“Ah! My… My husband…” "You, my dear wife, is the sweet I craved the most." “You know how to talk,” Ying Yue flushed and felt the bite to his lips. “Ah Yue,” a breathless deep chuckle made his body shivered, “The times I spent with you, touch you, and taste you will never satisfy me.” *** Ying Yue was Heaven’s Chosen, a person gifted to bring peace, balance, and rid the world of evil. He was full of pureness and hope! Only problem? He fell deeply for the shameless Ghost King, Wang Li. Wang Li, a person gifted to bring chaos and death, had waited centuries for Ying Yue. Now that he had Heaven’s Chosen, he would never let Ying Yue go. A beauty like Ying Yue was meant only for him. With their marriage, the truth of their love brought a curse and a prophecy for the Ghost King’s death. The worst part? Ying Yue was the one fated to kill his husband. What should he do to keep this love with Wang Li? What had to be sacrificed to preserve it? Was he willing to? That aside, He had also married a horny shameless king! And he… He dared to declare that he regretted nothing. “I want to take your innocence, your body, your heart, your lips. Everything, my beloved wife. I am not whole without you.” Yep, he regretted nothing. == *WPC 159- Gold Tier Winner* *SMUT starts chapter 16 and throughout future chapters.* Other TAGS: Fate, Death, Childhood Love

MichelleLeeee · LGBT+
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Ying Yue nodded in agreement and took a sip of his tea. The sound of a waking child caught their attention. Black eyes blinked opened, before his face scrunched into a cry. Lady Nuying shushed as she placed the child's head against her shoulder, rubbing his back.

A door slammed opened and the adults turned to see the redhead, hair strayed and out of place, looking alert. The tension eased and he sighed sitting beside the female. He held out his arms for the child and the woman placed the crying baby in his arms.

"Why must you cry, little one?" Gruff voice questioned as his big brother stared at the child's face.

"Papa?"

"Mm," the man nodded and the child patted his face, before sticking baby hand in his little mouth no longer crying.

"He's gotten too used to you already," the pink haired female frowned.

"He is my son," Xu Ling smiled softly at his son, who babbled contently.