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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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470 Chs

|| Chapter 335 || Clouds Of Doom

"What an interesting sight..." The elf entered the room. His hair, dark as night and undeniably lovely. When he moved, his attire seemed to sway intriguingly.

Moulin had lifted his eyes, catching the elf's slender figure. For some reason, he was reminded of himself. However, he was different. Everything about him was unlike Moulin as well. When their eyes met, gazes intertwined, they both knew they were like. There was wonder in Moulin's eyes. Truly, he didn't think he would meet someone like him... an aphrodite.

"Ah, Arcefi..." Na'El smiled. However, there wasn't quite much joy in his eyes when he spoke and faced him. "I want you to meet someone.

"Wonderful Morning, Oracle. My servants have told me most of the events today." The black-haired elf smiled. Unhurriedly, he approached Moulin and Eilhara, who were still within each other's embrace. He kept his smile, and Moulin wondered if it was all fake. However, he wasn't offended at all, if it were.