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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

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Extra Chapter- Fu Shen x Han Mo - They Are Lovers

[[This extra chapter is a continuation of the 3 part epilogue. Enjoy ~]]

Fu Shen stared at the young raven haired boy sitting on his laps. Why was the boy with his king's name on his laps and why was those silver eyes narrowed at his master? Not only that, the blonde boy was sitting on Wang Li's lap playing with the long locks. Big green eyes glanced at him and there was a pout on that cute face.

'What… is happening?'

He looked over at his lover and Han Mo only smiled watching him with the two boys. He blinked his purple eyes, hoping to convey his confusion to his master. Golden eyes only sparkled under the morning sun.

Han Mo wanted to laugh. Ah, the little Ghost King was still attached to his dear Fu Shen and his little brother clung to the raven haired boy everywhere. It just tickled him so much that he was fighting the grin wanting to split across his lips.