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Neon Star Rising (BL)

[BL - Mature Content] In a cybperpunk future, a young man wakes up inside a box with no memories, and to two strangers making threats at him. Ivo doesn't know who he is. Or even if that's his name. But from there, he'll have no choice but to learn how to survive the dangerous neon streets of a city that has forgotten how to dream. His new reluctant allies keep him at a distance. Especially Davi, the mysterious guy who doesn't trust Ivo's memory loss and thinks he might be connected to the group of people responsible for all the misery in their city. The same people Ivo now has to steal information and tech from -- for the paying clients who employ the services of Davi and his crew. --- Davi: give me one good reason why I shouldn't get rid of you? Ivo: ...you're a good person and don't want to do that? Davi: try again. Ivo: I can be useful... Davi: still not convinced. Ivo: my winning personality and sparkling smile? Alina: it's like you want him to shoot you in the head --- determined, belligerent, adaptable, snarky and fearless amnesiac MC x mysterious, intense, idealistic, selfless, ruthless and passionate hired gun ML x and their trigger happy, sarcastic, sexy, lover (1v1v1) more tags: cyberpunk, sci-fi, crime, mature content, fast-paced action, slow burn romance, important side-characters, LGBT cast, side romances, violence, dystopian.

ThirtyTyrants · LGBT+
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245 Chs

Knocking at a bar's door before sunset

Davi's eyes widened in realisation when Ivo went completely still under him. It didn't escape Ivo's notice during his scramble to get off him, that Davi was similarly affected.

"You can have the bed, I don't think I can fall back asleep," Ivo said, turning his back on Davi to put on one of the shorts and ripped up tank tops he usually wore around the apartment.

He left the bedroom without a look back. 

Thiago and Alina were sitting on the sofa together, whatever conversation they were having died down the moment Ivo walked in.

"You okay, kid?" Thiago asked.

"Wonderful," Ivo said, making a beeline for the kitchen. He rummaged through the cupboards until he found some stale crackers that would have to pass for his lunch because he wasn't in the mood for anything more substantial.