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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 · Fantasía
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466 Chs

|| Chapter 329 || I Am Yours

A fire sparked, a hundred tongues of it licking their skin. Flesh stroking against each other in a harsh wet slide. Within the room, the temperature rose despite the freezing night. For the two people entangled in each other's naked bodies, it felt as if they were rolling within ticklish heat, engulfing them in flames. Strands of soft silvery-white hair swayed in the air. Slender yet firm arms shook as the fingers at the end pressed on the solid valleys of the man's body underneath him. His long eyelashes fluttered in a quiver. The drive of want electrocuting even the very tips of his fingers.

The candlelight had gone out on the bedside. And the contraceptive fluid from the fallen vial dripped down the edge of the table. It was as if a person was in a hurry to consume it, leaving it open and spilling out.