AUTHOR NOTE 14.05.2024: Hello all! Sorry for the long wait, I wrote myself into a literal corner and realised I have to retcon a few things in arc 4 before I can move on with the story. Will try to get this fixed in the soonest! Really sorry for the wait TT o TT
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Infinite/Unlimited Flow horror BL novel
Might be a parody.
And MC might be a villain....
1v1
Introducing:
A suicidal and bored MC and… wait, where the f&?! is the ML?!
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Lam Thanh Van believes it’s about time someone ended his miserable life.
But being an immortal has hindered his path to Hell. Scratch that, Hell is off limits with the terrifying speed his body stitches itself back together, no matter how much someone might hack him to pieces.
With such a long and torturous life of trying to finish himself and failing miserably, he imagines that his death would be grand, like slaying a dragon - or a very persistent cockroach.
Now, the only problem was finding a hero worthy of such a cause.
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[The last player has arrived. Players, prepare for briefing.]
[Welcome to the annual 2023rd survival championship.]
The grand doors to the dome slowly pulled close, drawing everyone’s gazes over to the lone figure standing by himself, like a rabbit frozen in the headlights.
In front of the sea of players, fawn eyes dilated with fright. Fresh tears still clung to the lashes that framed the eyes so green they reminded the people of ocean waves crashing to the white sandy shore. Long limbs were clad in a simple T-shirt with a pair of washed-out jeans hugging his slim waist. Messy lavender hair and snow-white skin tinted with faint pink seemed ethereal in the scene. Like a magnolia tree growing in the desert… or a white lotus sprouting from a pile of bullshit.
One brave individual broke away from the herd, cold eyes set on the last player.
”Stay with us if you want to live.”
Lam Thanh Van raised his gaze up to the looming man, green eyes drenched with tears, his lips trembling as he could only muster a nod.
[All players, scenario one will commence now. Good luck and try not to die.]
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When nothing is as it seems - who can you trust?
ML: Not the author, that’s for sure. The synopsis is just one huge clickbait-
*Author smacks this insolent child with a hardcover edition of the Bible*: Quiet, you! Or I won’t let you appear even after the halfway mark!
MC: … You evil bish!!
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T/W: This is mature content. A sprinkle of horror, a teaspoon of gore, topped with a handful of clownery. Some papapa is added as a garnish at the end. Consume at your own digression.
A/N: This is an original work by LinShui. The cover is not mine, as I have negative skills in any illustrative art. Will commission for a cover when I’m no longer a broke bish. Do let me know if this is your art and you want to take it down, thanks!
#unrequitedlove
[Dark Romance, Mature Content +18]
Sui Yan, 26, was a young wolf hybrid living in the life of unlimited debts that her scum father graciously left.
With limited education and almost no qualification in anything, she could do nothing but work as a dealer in an illegal casino. Fortunately, the wages were enough to keep the debt collectors from constantly biting her tail.
In her darkest of times, her salvation came in the form of a devil in disguise, Mikhail Romanovich Alexeyev– the youngest CEO of one of Russia's biggest corporations and a well-known philanthropist, who bulldozed his way in her life with the force of a rocket.
This man spoke of nothing but sweet promises to break her off her shackles. In desperation to escape the clutches of debts, stalker's obsession, and crazy scientists, she succumbed into the sweet honeytrap.
Little did she know that making a deal with a wolf in sheep's clothing may be the biggest mistake she's ever made.
"To think that I landed such an enticing and rare catch," Mikhail said with a low curve of his lips, caressing the small quivering back bent over the table. A smirk stretched across his lips as he leaned over and whispered in the wolf's ears.
"I have to say, you are worthy of my collections."
Disclaimer: This is mature content and a dark romance, with a little of papapa. Read at your own risk.
*The cover is commissioned art, all rights belong to me and the artist, Lia Audelia.*
Update schedule: On hold until further notice
[M/M]
I died. I'd say it wasn't a big deal, I made peace with it as soon as it happened. But The End Of All Things had something else in store for me. So, I've been transmigrated, against my will, to a xianxia style universe filled with scum villains. I've got a shitty System, barely any information about the plot and an Emperor trying to papapa me.
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Tommy Hill, now transmigrated into the body of Liang Lian, is a cultivator in the midst of Royal Concubines. The Palace residents don't know what to make of him because the last thing anyone expected was a cutsleeve Emperor. Being the subject of disdain is not even the least of his problems, concubines are dropping dead all of a sudden and he has to keep his status as a cultivator secret because if anyone finds out, the realm will descend into civil war.
Liang Lian has to figure what he, a cultivator, is doing in the Imperial City and why his body's previous occupant died of a Qi deviation.
[Author's Note
This is a work of fiction. It is not an accurate depiction of anything but my fantasies. I'm open to criticism but only if it's constructive. Love and happy thoughts.]
