The Demon King's Wife is the Heaven's Strongest [BL]
A love story hidden in the depths of despair and forsaken memories… Lai Mingjie is a hot and well-sought bachelor in the city, the sole heir of one of the country's most powerful and influential men. However, he has a secret: he used to be the most prolific demon king in history! In his plight of trying to end his suffering, he runs into the amnesiac Xu Rouguang. This man cannot remember anything else about his life... but that he loves Lai Mingjie. Who would have thought that this man is actually the demon king's wife... and executioner?! With the promises of freedom and a new life together, the two of them works on recovering whatever they can to rebuild the destiny that they have placed onto themselves—and what they have shattered all the same. How strong can they be in their crossed paths filled with pain, death, and separation… now that they are together again? [Disclaimer and Warnings:] This story is a work of fiction, and similarities to any living or dead person are purely coincidental. May contain triggers. Chapters will become locked when you reach Chapter 68. Please don't tell me you weren't warned. Follow me on IG @droopdroopghost and on Facebook (droopyghostofficial) Cover art is by reialdark66 (pixiv)
[Bonus Chapter 17] No, Cherry, That's Bad
Piak! Piak!
The sound of splashing water echoed as a lively woman ran across the shore. She was sporting her dyed blonde hair along with a pair of cute orange bikini, running around like a child.
"Lanying! Wait! Don't go too far!" A male voice yelled from a distance, the man huffing as he tried to chase her around. He was just worried that something bad might happen to his girlfriend. He then pushed through and followed her trail in the wet sand. "Lanying!"
"Bad!" A child's voice sounded out, accompanied by a round of laughter from the adults around her. The small child looked around and gazed at them with her big black eyes sitting on top of her naturally rosy cheeks. "Bad!"
"Aw, why are you always saying that?" The mother cooed at the baby girl who was carried by someone else. "My wittle baby, baby always saying what Mommy wouldn't…"