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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
Peringkat tidak cukup
459 Chs

|| S P E C I A L || Pretty Moulin

Here's a little extra! Enjoy!!!

A sweet omegaverse AU

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One day, a sneaky little ten-year-old Moulin carefully approaches a small perennial shrub. Round gray eyes brightened delightfully as he clutched the basket in his hand. He began to pluck its pink flowers into his tiny basket with a sweet hum.

"Young master!" 

"!!!" Little Moulin flinches at the call and immediately hurries to run and hide. But his feet were caught by a rock, and he fell with a loud 'Oof!'

As though their ears perked up at the sound, a wave of people instantly hurried towards the gardens. 

"Young master!" One freckled girl shouts as she knelt and helped the little child on his feet. She pats away the leaves stuck on his tiny frame.

"Ow..." Moulin pursed his lips and glanced down at the small scratch on his knee. His eyes moisten. "It hurts..."