The Devil Venerable's Mate [BL]
In a world where devil Lycans were hunted down like beasts... The devil Lycan Zhan Sheng of the Burning Fire Sect burned with an all-consuming desire for vengeance against the Heavenly Orchard sect, who murdered his mate in cold blood. He lived and breathed for the sole purpose of hunting down the omega General Zi Yin, the one who took everything from him and make him pay for his heinous crime. Zi Yin's beauty was rumored to be as striking as a crane taking flight, with his lithe figure, long, graceful limbs, and a serene face as tranquil as a placid lake at dawn. Zhan Sheng vowed to smash his face to pieces. His relentless pursuit took him on a perilous journey through the treacherous cultivation world, where he faced constant danger and betrayal. With his sharp senses and lightning-fast reflexes, he navigated through the challenges, determined to reach his target. As he edged closer to Zi Yin, Zhan Sheng uncovered the convoluted truth behind his mate's death, revealing the intricate web of deception that shrouded the incident. But nothing could deter Zhan Sheng's desire for retribution, not even an omega whose gaze shone like the stars. Transmigration. Cultivation. Rebirth. Multiple universes. Intersex omegas. I'm doing W/W so please support me so that I can update faster! Check out my other stories: The Waiter and the Mobster [BL] Escaping the Demon Lord's Clutches [BL] Fangtastic Love: A Werewolf-Vampire Tinder Romance! [BL]
Hell's Fist
TERROR SHOT THROUGH Zi Yin as he awoke, bound to a bed with his arms and legs secured.
What the hell? He struggled against the restraints, worries fueling his thrashing. Incense drafted in ringlets from the table and Zi Yin's pupils shrunk as he realized it was a sleep paralysis one. Meant to induce sleep and keep the captives lucid. Zi Yin fought against it, trying not to breathe too deeply as the drug made his body slugging and his limbs weighted.
He needed to get the fuck out of here.
The effects of the drug Zhan Sheng had given him swirled through his system, making his head spin and his stomach churn with nausea. He looked around the dim room, taking in the shadowy figures lurking in the corners, wondering where he was. This didn't seem like any sect he was familiar with, and Zi Yin figured he must have been brought back to the Burning Fire sect.
Where it all began.