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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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Han Mo x Fu Shen- All My Life

Han Mo finished tying up the perfume pouch he had made for his sweet Fu Shen. Smiling, he headed out of the school saying goodbye to his family. His smile went into a grin when he heard Mo Chou call out to him.

"Uncle Mo," the navy haired man grinned, "Don't rush. Be sure to take you time. I'll make sure Lan Lan don't bother you again!"

"Oi! Mo Chou! I do not bother Uncle Mo!" The pinkette frowned and then found his husband wrapped around him like the golden binds.

"Better hurry," Mo Chou singsong and Han Mo grinned, waving goodbye to them.

Leaving the school, he traveled down the village to his lover's home. He greeted the villagers and spoke to some, before he reached the small home in between other homes. Knocking on the door, he waited and smiled when Fu Shen opened the door.

"Ah Shen," Mo Chou leaned in and the white haired man stepped back, opening the door wider for him to enter.