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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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He is sad

If he made that meal himself, then, I don't think there was no reason for me not to compromise.

Well, that was good enough for me to return to my room after a shrug that showed I no longer cared. When I closed the door of my room behind me, I glanced back at the closed door and I could not hold back a groan.

I need to learn how to cook, urgently. Okay, maybe I was only overthinking since this was only for a few days, right? I will go back home where I will get to eat all I desire and not bother about how they were made.

That was what I almost could not wait to see. It was annoying and I should find hope in this darkness. That was what I did.

I have to say it was not a bad idea at all to let him stay in the house with me. when I woke up the following morning and went to the room, the aroma that made me hasten my footstep to the kitchen, had my stomach growling even after the feast I ate last night.