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[BL] Transmigration: finding love in an unfamiliar world

He is the king and there was nowhere I could hide from him in this world. I was dragged into a world of strange yet familiar desires and I don't know if it is okay for me to give in to the overwhelming pleasure. If it all turns to love . . . What will happen to me? I have to return to my mother but how will I escape? Well, that is for you to find out. Slowly but surely. In this story, I will let you in on my deepest secrets after my transmigration. It was only for a while and I might return home perhaps those thoughts gave me the boldness to give in to the physical attraction I felt toward him. If I ever return home, will I be able to hide from the feelings he engraved in my soul? Perhaps we might meet and I don't know what my reaction would be. And what about my dark longings? Warning: *The MC gets to discover the darkest part of himself. *Don't try to rationalize this (๑•﹏•)(◠‿・)—☆ /^\ ಠ_ಠ Disclaimer: No event, place, character, or religion depicted in this story is real. This is a work of pure fiction and imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, religion or actual events is purely coincidental. (↼_↼) Picture from Pinterest Thanks.

OT_Josie · LGBT+
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Another nighttime visitor

It must not be the cat as there could be other cats around, right? 

Perhaps because what I heard before I closed my eyes to sleep was the sound of a cat, I dreamt of a cat talking. What dream could be as crazy as mine, right? 

Okay, I know none crazier than that. The dream felt sad and very familiar. It should have been a nightmare because as far as I am concerned, I believe cats are not the ideal animals to see in a dream. I don't even want to see any animals when I go to sleep at night. 

I just want to sleep and have a night's rest void of any dreams at all. So, I think I should be annoyed at the fact that my sweet night's rest was ruined by both the cat I saw on the wall and the one I heard outside my window. 

Staring at the ceiling, I could only wish I don't see any more cats today. I don't want to dream of cats. It will not be funny to dream of smiling and talking to a cat like we have always done.