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Trapped in Hisstory [BL]

"Help me fill the pages of the book, with an untold story." Chance Howard, a historical researcher, was assigned to discuss the history of the last king whose death was said to be connected to a male lover and now he is struggling with lack of information about the requested topic. Dead tired, he took a nap but that was when he got into a deal with Wish and Fate to help him know the king's story. Thinking that it was just a bizarre dream, he was shocked to find himself awakened in the 19th century, back in the last monarch of Antares. Surprised to also see his friends! Living the life as the prince, the main subject of his research, he met the man who caused the death of the person he is living in. Caliber Stein, the man, whom no matter what changes, still bound to be part of his life. And even if he returns back to his time, he knows that he will forever be trapped in history. In his story. ~~~~~~~~~~ Disclaimer: Picture used in the cover are not mine, all credits goes to original creator. If the owner sees this and wants it to be taken down, please do tell me. Thank you! Discord: Reed#0934 IG: miss.reeed (ALEXANDRIA [GL] is out now!)

MissReeed · LGBT+
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191 Chs

A Decree for the traitors

Caliber closed the door and walked along the empty halls of their wing, leaving Chance inside his chamber. He stopped in his tracks, raising his hand as it made its way to the lower part of his face.

He gripped his face with his fingers, almost covering his face. Despite the hands on his face, the redness flushing could still be seen. The corners of his lips lifted, forming into a smile as he remembered what happened last night.

His feelings could not be explained or put to words since the time Charles claimed his lips. He longed for that day to come, his lover's arms on his neck, his hands exploring every bit of the Crown prince's body, their mouths crashing against each other.

Ever since the two of them avoided each other, he could not stop thinking about the prince of Antares. He missed him so much that all he wanted was to at least touch him even for a slightest bit, or even just a chance to see him.