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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 · Fantaisie
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474 Chs

|| Chapter 419 || Two Strange Guests of Helios

Note to Readers: WARNING this is chapter 419 not chapter 418. Please head to Chapter 418 in CHAPTERS. I accidentally had the sched and dates mixed up. I apologize for this.

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The heavy oaken doors opened. Beige tassels trembled against the wind, brushing past the dark wooden chair legs. The sudden noise pulled a corner of the lips of one of the two people within the room. A magnetic smile that could trap anyone in a trance, had they not known this man's identity. He had already risen from the chair, buttoning his black shirt, while those familiar footsteps neared.

Fiery golden eyes lifted to meet dazzling silver ones.

The visitor's snowy hair fluttered as though there was a breeze that carried it. It left a wondrous scent behind. Fresh lavender doused in honey. Addicting and sweet.