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His After The Heartbreak (BL)

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Tyler thought he had everything: good grades, a loving girlfriend, and a picture-perfect life. But everything shatters when an anonymous text warns him that his girlfriend, Alexis, is cheating. Dismissing it as a prank at first, Tyler’s world is turned upside down when he catches her in the arms of Logan Carter—the arrogant, untouchable captain of the football team. Heartbroken and humiliated, Tyler finds himself tangled in an unexpected game of cat and mouse with a mysterious texter. But things take a surprising turn when Tyler discovers that Logan was the mysterious texter all along. Fueled by anger, confusion, and a strange attraction he can’t explain, Tyler demands answers—only to receive an unexpected confession and a kiss that changes everything.

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Chapter 1I’m Done

Chapter 1:

"Tyler, are you even listening to me?"

I barely glanced up from my laptop. My mom stood in the doorway of my room, arms crossed, wearing her usual "you're going to listen to me whether you like it or not" expression.

"Yeah, Mom, I'm listening," I mumbled, though I hadn't caught more than half of what she'd been saying. Something about a family party.

"Well?" she pressed, stepping inside and leaning against my desk.

I sighed and rubbed the bridge of my nose. "Well, what?"

"I said," she repeated, her tone sharper, "that you should come with us this weekend. It's been ages since you've been to a family event, and there's going to be plenty of nice girls there. You never know, you might meet the woman of your dreams."

I stared at her, dumbfounded. "The woman of my dreams? Mom, I already have a girlfriend."

Her brow arched. "Alexis?"

"Yes, Alexis," I said, sitting up straighter. "You know, the girl I've been dating for two years? The one you met at Thanksgiving? My girlfriend?"

Mom waved her hand dismissively. "She's nice, but—"

"No buts," I cut in, already feeling my temper rise. "Alexis and I are perfect together. Everyone says so. People literally tell us all the time how good we look together. Why would I go to some random party to meet someone else?"

"I'm just saying you shouldn't close yourself off," she said, her voice softening. "Sometimes what we think is perfect isn't—"

"Mom, stop," I snapped, pushing my chair back and standing. "I'm not leaving Alexis. We're happy. We're good. And no offense, but I don't need you or anyone else trying to tell me otherwise."

She opened her mouth, but I didn't wait to hear whatever she was going to say. I stormed past her, out of my room, and into the hall.

I spent the rest of the evening in my room, halfheartedly studying for my chem midterm. Mom hadn't brought up the party again, but I could still feel her disapproval lingering in the back of my mind. It was annoying, sure, but I wasn't about to let it ruin my night.

That's when the first text came.

My phone buzzed on the desk, and I reached for it without thinking.

"Your girlfriend is cheating on you."

I blinked at the screen, then laughed out loud.

"What the hell?" I muttered, shaking my head.

It had to be a prank. Or spam. Alexis? Cheating? Not a chance. She was everything I could ever want in a girlfriend—beautiful, smart, loyal. We weren't just a couple; we were the couple. The one people envied.

I tossed my phone aside and went back to my notes.

But the second text came the next night.

"If you think I'm lying, come to the football team's party tonight."

This time, I couldn't shake it off so easily.

I sat on my bed, staring at the message, my stomach twisting. The words sat there on the screen, mocking me.

What if it was true?

I didn't want to believe it. I couldn't believe it. But I also couldn't ignore the knot in my chest.

Before I knew it, I was pulling on my jacket and grabbing my keys.

The party was chaos.

The music was so loud the floor practically vibrated, and the smell of beer and sweat was enough to make me gag. People were everywhere, talking, laughing, making out in corners.

I moved through the crowd, searching for Alexis. She wasn't in the kitchen. She wasn't out on the porch. And she wasn't in the living room, where a group of drunk guys were singing off-key to some throwback pop song.

That's when I heard it—a muffled laugh, soft and familiar, coming from upstairs.

My heart raced as I climbed the stairs.

I told myself it wasn't her. It couldn't be her.

But as I reached the top, I heard it again. This time, it wasn't just a laugh. It was a giggle, followed by a low voice.

I followed the sound to the end of the hall, to a door that was cracked open just enough for me to see inside.

I didn't want to look.

But I did.

And there she was.

Alexis.

With Logan Carter.

My stomach dropped, and the world around me blurred.

They were tangled together on the bed, her blond hair spilling across the pillows as he kissed her neck. For a second, I couldn't move. I just stood there, frozen, my brain refusing to process what I was seeing.

Then Alexis turned her head, and her eyes met mine.

"Tyler—" she gasped, scrambling to pull the blanket around her.

My vision tunneled. Everything around me faded except for the two of them.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I barked, shoving the door open.

Logan sat up, his smirk already plastered across his face. "Whoa, relax, man."

"Relax?" I snapped, stepping closer. "You think this is funny?"

"I think," Logan said, leaning back casually, "you should ask your girlfriend how this happened."

"Shut up," I growled, turning to Alexis. "Why?" My voice cracked, the single word carrying all the pain I couldn't put into sentences. "Why would you do this to me?"

Her lips trembled. "Tyler, I—"

"Don't." I held up a hand, shaking my head. "Just don't."

I couldn't stop staring at her. Her face was pale, her hands clutching the blanket like it was the only thing keeping her grounded. She looked scared, but I couldn't bring myself to care.

"Why?" I asked again, my voice trembling. "After everything we've been through, after everything I've done for you—why this?"

She wouldn't look at me. Her fingers twisted the edge of the blanket, and when she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper. "It wasn't supposed to mean anything."

The words hit me like a punch to the gut.

"Mean anything?" I repeated, laughing bitterly. "That's your excuse? You were in bed with him, Alexis. Him." I jabbed a finger toward Logan, who was still lounging on the bed like this was some kind of joke.

"I'm sorry," she said, tears spilling down her cheeks. "I didn't think you'd find out."

"That's your apology?" My voice rose, cracking with every word. "You're not sorry you did it—you're just sorry you got caught."

She flinched, and for a moment, I thought she might say something else. But instead, she just sat there, silent, her tears falling faster now.

The sound of Logan clearing his throat snapped me back to reality.

"You know," he said, his smirk growing wider, "this is probably the part where I should feel bad. But honestly?" He shrugged. "She came to me. Not the other way around."

That did it.

I lunged at him, grabbing his shirt and yanking him off the bed. "You think this is funny?" I shouted, shoving him against the wall. "You think you can just ruin everything and walk away?"

Logan didn't flinch. If anything, he looked amused, like I was some angry little kid throwing a tantrum. "Face it, Tyler," he said, his voice low. "She wasn't as loyal as you thought."

His words sank in, deeper and sharper than any punch could have. My grip loosened, and I stumbled back, my chest heaving.

I turned to Alexis one last time. "We're done," I said, my voice hollow. "I don't care what excuse you come up with—I'm done with you."

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From CEO to Concubine

Yan Zheyun was born and bred to be a winner. His parents were on the Forbes’ List, he was the valedictorian of his graduating class at the top university in the country, and the icing on the cake was being voted ‘school grass’ four years in a row by his peers. And now, at just twenty-five, Yan Zheyun was the proud chairman and CEO of his very own tech company. But what should have been the happiest day of his life turned into the worst when he heard a strange robotic voice while crossing the road for coffee, just because he couldn’t wait for his secretary to return from the photocopying room. [BUG REPORT #193842347: OTHERWORLD SOUL DETECTED. INITIATING DEPORTATION SEQUENCE.] And then he died. In a very boring, very run-of-the-mill car accident. …except maybe he didn’t. The first thing Yan Zheyun thought after he opened his eyes and found himself in a bedroom that looked like the set of one of those inner palace dramas was: Wow, coffee wasn’t worth it. The second thing he thought after he realised he was now in a historical BL novel and had transmigrated into the body of a tragic beauty who was (about to be) used and abused by his multiple lovers was: I must have opened my eyes with the wrong technique, let me try again…nope, still here. Well. F**k. From CEO to lowly slave, Yan Zheyun couldn’t believe his luck. Stuck in a foreign world and surrounded by crazy tops (respectively A.K.A ‘The Childhood Friend’, ‘The General’s Son’, ‘The Crown Prince’, ‘Some Other Prince’, ‘That Creepy Duke’ etc.), Yan Zheyun realised that his one day’s experience as CEO had not prepared him adequately for this new life of misery. But he wasn’t the sort to give up without a fight so…Yan Zheyun resolutely made up his mind to stay away from the terrifying romantic plot line, try and write himself a new political plot line, and while at it, hug some big thighs, curry some favour with the powerful. And in a dynastic monarchy, whose thighs would be a better choice for hugging than the emperor himself? Liu Yao: …This Sovereign permits you to hug other parts too. Pairing: - This-Sovereign-Looks-Stern-But-Is-Secretly-Kind!Emperor Top VS I-Look-Like-A-Rabbit-But-I’m-Secretly-A-Fox!Slave Bottom - NOT harem, entire story is 1v1 Warnings: - This novel deals with some heavy subject matter that arises as a result of slavery and a caste system. I have added trigger warnings where relevant but just a heads up, the scumbags are called scumbags for a reason! Updates: 21:00 GMT+8 Illustrated By: HAZHE

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4.8
226 Chs

Crossdressing To Survive An Apocalypse [BL]

Zou Yue jumped to the side, dodging an extended claw of a growling zombie. A pair of warm hands gripped his small waist from behind and pulled him over to a sturdy chest. The same pair of hands slowly groped his chest. “Brother fan w—what are you doing?!” Zou carefully looked up at him. Fan Xui smirked mysteriously at him and removed the huge shades stylishly. A clear pair of eyes met Zou’s challengingly. “since I saved you just now, why don’t you give me a kiss?” “you... you can see!!! Aren’t you blind!!!” Zou Yue glanced in shock. He pushed himself for of his body. Fan Xui laughed out loud, gently caressing Zou’s long black hair. “are you gonna leave me now?,” he continued groping his barely their chest through his girly tank top. “Fuck yeah!! Let go you poser.” he pushed him away and started shooting the zombies outside with renewed passion. Fan suddenly caught his wrist. “You bastard, what are you doing, let go of my hand. The zombies are coming!!!” “Hmm okay,” Fan Xui let go. He swiftly snapped a fluffy handcuff snugly on his wrist, tying them both together. “Now we are tied together for live and death,” “FAN. XUI!! Get this off of me!” Zou growled at him, but the young man just laughed happily. “Sigh, you are beautiful even when you are angry, dear,” Fan Xui whispered and pulled him up for a passionate kiss. He gently bit those soft lips and moaned. “Delicious,” Letting go, he slowly waved his hand towards the upcoming zombies and they are reduced to ashes.

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432 Chs

(BL)Alpha Made

The world is diverse and flourishing. Humanity has changed, and with it, brought in a new era of prosperity. Males and females still exist, but the spectrum from which humanity is cast has broadened. With the introduction of alpha, omega, and beta, humanity has evolved even further. In such a word, Dr. Andrew Knox, known environmental researcher, is happy being a beta male. It has made his life easier by being middle ground, and as much as some wish he was one way or the other, he’s happy being who he is. Thriving even. He works in a world renowned research facility. He makes friends easily, and his projects are always funded. He even found someone who he thinks he could end up marrying if things continue in the right direction. That, and the vacant house next to his apartment building gets bought by a new neighbour. A cute, but cautious omega who relies on Andrew as a beta for help. Andrew couldn’t be happier. He loves being a helper, and loves when people rely on him. All in all, Andrew really thinks he has everything made. That is, until a research project with shoddy data is thrown back into his face that he has no recollection of working on, and all of his reputation disintegrates in between one heartbeat and the next. Heartbroken, it isn’t until Andrew wakes up, chained to a wall that everything becomes clear. He becomes a test subject to one of the scientists that he trusted. That he expected would never harm him. The life he had known, where he was a respected researcher was ripped out from underneath him. His identity and everything he’s ever known is stolen from him from a crazed researcher who he had trusted, maybe even loved. He has to relearn who he is, what he is, from scratch. Thankfully, he has one person in his corner. He just never expected to have to rely on someone whose shoulders were so small. This is an a/b/o story, and will have those tropes associated with it. I hope you enjoy :)

CalyB · LGBT+
4.1
204 Chs

Reincarnated into a Hell Hound - BL/Yaoi

Once I woke up I discovered that my limbs ended in paws, and that my ears could move about, for my new form is that of a dog! But not only that, I soon realize that there is nothing simple in this new world full of magic, for my true species is that of a hell hound, a creature made of fire and shadow that could stir fear at those who dared approach! Or well… the definition of being scary looking is at least suitable for me, proud and powerful as I’m, as for my brother… sigh, what can I say at such dumb creature who loves chewing at my ears?! Not only do I have to survive in this strange world with this strange body, but have to keep my brother out of trouble! At least, for better or for worse, we won’t be alone for long after crossing the path of two clingy elves and- no, wait, hold on, where do you think those hands are? Stop touching my brother you pervert elf! Come back here! And you, stop touching me too, let me teach them a lesson oi! Sigh, I’m surrounded by troublesome guys! …Well, at least they are to die for…no, I mean, scram! ~~~~~ ML: You are so cute when you are angry. MC: C-c-c-cute?! I’ll show you how cute I’m! I’ll bite your ankles! ML: But I have made food for you… MC:… MC:Ok, I can beat you later, but why is your hand on my tail oi?! ML:*chuckles* ~~Warning~~ Mature content, including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men. ~~~~~ Thank you and I hope you enjoy it! *wink wink* ۹(ÒہÓ)۶

VCris · LGBT+
4.6
155 Chs

After Breaking Up, I Married the General

Ryzel, a nineteen-year-old guide, was expecting to marry Dwight, but the man changed his mind a month before the wedding. “I’m sorry, Ryzel. I wanted a nice and compassionate wife, so I am going to marry Sean instead. Unlike you, who were usually preoccupied with other things, he always showed concern for me. Not to mention how highly compatible we are with one another. I've actually met him before, but he persuaded me to date you because he feels sorry for you." Without even waiting for Ryzel's response, the man left. Ryzel, who was left behind, can't even bother caring about his heart because he's been dealing with a lot of issues as a result of the sudden rejection. He was turning 20 in a month, which meant he had to be married according to the federation's laws. After he reaches the age of 20, the government's assistance will cease, leaving him to fend for his own expenses. If he is not married to a powerful sentinel, he will not be able to reclaim his inheritance and will be forced to die on the front lines. He instantly began looking for solutions, but his hope kept dwindling as his birthday approached without a proper solution to his problems. On the day he felt all hope was lost, his ex’s superior, General Lewis, proposed to him. "I'm not gentle and kind; my priority probably won’t be you; our compatibility may not be high; do you still want to marry me?" Ryzel questioned, fixing his gaze on the general. "It's okay, I don't need my wife to be gentle and kind. Our compatibility is also high. You can focus on your studies, job, or dreams. As long as you remember that you are my guide." “Okay, let’s get married.” ------------------------ This is the story of Ryzel's advancement in career and love life, even with all the troubles surrounding him.

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