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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 · Fantasi
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459 Chs

|| Chapter 66 || I Will Use You Wisely

A warm breath escaped his lush lips as the youth laying delectably on the soft massive bed flinched when the heated lips of the man keeping his leg captive in a tight yet gentle grip. Moulin felt strange. Emotions mixed terribly. No one had ever done this to him before. It felt humiliating and somewhat strange... His heart was pounding hard. His gaze never leaving the strange scene in front of him.

Hadrian's heated lips slid up to the youth's vulnerable ankle. Teeth grazing the surface of the smooth milky skin. Moulin could no longer take it.

"Let me go..." Moulin rasped. His fingers digging deeper into the blankets.

Hadrian stopped. He raised his gaze slowly. His mouth hovering above the pale unblemished skin of the youth. "You think I'm assaulting you?"

"Are you not?" Moulin snorted.