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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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You Smell Like Him

Ying Yue heard Sheng Shui's voice and he neared it, wondering why his friend sounded sick. Rounding the counter, he saw the seam master huddled in the corner shivering. Quickly moving to him, Ying Yue kneeled beside him and touched his sweaty forehead.

Topaz eyes slowly opened to stare at him and the man smiled.

"Ah. Ah Yue, I am glad it is you and not Ah Li."

"What has happened, Ah Shui?"

"I just need rest, just tired," the blonde sighed and leaned against him, "You smell like him."

He felt Sheng Shui nuzzled up against him and closed his orange eyes. Ying Yue held onto the man and pressed his palm to the back. He could feel the flow of the man's blood move slower than it would and his spirit dulling. He held the man tighter and the blonde let out a laugh.

"Mm, hold me any tighter and Ah Li would be jealous."

"Ah Shui… how long has this been happening?"

"The very first time I fell in love with him."