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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

To each according to his need

Ivo's eyes drifted between the two of them. 

That single question had changed the energy of the room. It was as if the air had become charged with electricity.

If Davi felt the change he didn't let it show in his expression. "What did you have in mind?"

"I don't know. That's why I asked you," Vice said. He paused to take a sip of water before continuing, "But maybe it was a silly suggestion, we should just forget it."

"I think I deserve a reward," Ivo blurted out, only belatedly realising that had been Vice's intention all along when he saw him smirking.

"Do you?"

Ivo didn't answer him. His attention focused on his plate.

"Do you deserve it, or do you want it?" Davi asked, amusement colouring his words

Ivo's head snapped up. He glared at both of them. "What's the damn difference?"