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A lonely night. A cup of warm tea. A gaze that, for the first time, held warmth. Their encounter became the beginning of a story where simple care turned into destiny.

Here we have Denevi, a short femboy with a cute feminine face, and a very large backside. He lives life like anyone, pay rent, bills, all that stuff, and he's also struggling, being short, due to height and face, most think he's way too young to work anywhere, so he has lot's of problems when it comes to money, but luckily for him he's missing shame. Denevi is quite a pervert who likes to 'have fun' in various ways, and his landlord is open enough to let him pay through alternative means, it doesn't pay though, so Denevi is still looking for a job... Or at least he was. One day, when exiting his apartment, he realized two things, he didn't have a reason to go out, and two, the outside wasn't there, instead he found himself in his new lewd home, the Outer Mansion. Disclaimer that there will be ecchi scenes and smut, if the tags didn't give that away, with some mind games thrown in, so if you don't like it... Leave.

Steam clung to the mirror, fogging up the glass as Seo-jun braced both hands on the sink, trembling. Sweat slicked his skin, the room spinning with heat not caused by the shower. His body was betraying him—again. He didn’t hear the door open until Min-jae’s voice sliced through the haze. Min-jae: "You’re not answering me. What the hell’s going on with you, Seo-jun?" Seo-jun flinched. Seo-jun: "I—I said I’m fine. Just let me—" Min-jae: "Bullshit." He grabbed the fogged-up glass door and yanked it open, eyes narrowing as his gaze fell on Seo-jun’s flushed face, his shaking legs, the way his towel clung too tightly to damp skin. Min-jae: "You’re burning up. Are you out of blockers?" Before Seo-jun could answer, a heavier presence entered the room behind Min-jae. Do-hyun: "…Seo-jun?" His tone was low, more careful, but there was tension in it—something dangerous. Seo-jun tried to straighten, failed. He clutched the sink harder. Seo-jun: "D-Don’t come closer. I can’t… I can’t think—" Do-hyun’s eyes darkened instantly. Do-hyun: "Shit. He’s in heat." Min-jae: (voice like steel) "And we’re both in rut." Seo-jun’s breath hitched. His scent was thick in the air now—sweet, addictive, like something forbidden. Seo-jun: "Leave. Please—just leave. Before I—" Do-hyun: (stepping closer, voice rough and low) "You think we’re just gonna walk out and leave you like this? When you can barely stand? When your body’s screaming for us?" Min-jae: "You should’ve told us." Seo-jun: (softly, voice breaking) "I didn’t want you to see me like this…" Do-hyun: "We’ve already seen you on your knees in the boardroom, pretty boy." He smirked, eyes hungry. "You think this is worse?" Min-jae: (stepping in, firm grip closing around Seo-jun’s wrist) "Stop pretending. You’re ours." Seo-jun’s lips parted, a shiver wrecking through him as he whispered: Seo-jun: "Min-jae…" Do-hyun: "Tell us to stop. Right now. Say it, and we will." Silence. Just Seo-jun’s shallow, ragged breaths. The soft, desperate sound of a whimper tore from his throat as he squeezed his eyes shut. Seo-jun: "…I can’t." Min-jae: (leaning in, his breath against Seo-jun’s neck) "Good. Then let us take care of you." Do-hyun: "Together." He closed the distance, his hand slipping behind Seo-jun’s neck, grounding him. The towel fell to the floor with a soft, wet sound. Two bodies closed in, all heat and need. Seo-jun gasped as Do-hyun’s mouth found his collarbone while Min-jae pressed against his back, a low growl rumbling in his throat. Min-jae: "We’ll make you feel so good, baby. You won’t even remember the pain." Do-hyun: "Just focus on us. Let it all go." The last thing Seo-jun thought before everything blurred into heat and surrender was how wrong it should be… and how right it felt to finally fall apart in their arms.

Yue Ran was an immortal who lived most of his life in solitude Accompanied only by his master on an unnamed mountain. However, one day he started wandering around the mortal realm disguising himself as a humble daoist in hopes of finding answers in order to understand his master's words. His journey took him to the northern lands, a land that acted as a border between the demons and the mortals. while passing by, he came across an abandoned village near the mountains. Another snowstorm was about to fall. There, as he searched for a shelter to pass the night, He heard a faint sound. A place where nothing lived he found a boy on the verge of death As he asks a question that he himself could hardly understand He decided to save the boy and allow him to tag along as a companion through his journey even though he did not know the boy's true nature. They encountered many things together but one day, Before even realising, the boy had grown into an adult And from then on their relationship took a strange turn...

What will happen if two souls of the same gender intertwine with each other? Would you call it fate or a tragic love story? When Sebastian Leopold Ashbourne, an infamous marshal and the ultimate weapon of the imperial family, with a frigid personality as cold as ice, has led another victory in war, an offering for blessings awaits him at the temple, which he despises to the core. There, he meets the newly appointed priest, Julianne, whose voice is as soothing as the melody of a lullaby. Sebastian feels at ease whenever he is around him, leading him to crave more of his attention, which pulls Julianne deeper into the gentle personality he shows, contrasting with the rumors. "If loving you was a sin, then I'll gladly take God's punishment with open arms..." Sebastian whispers to the air as he affectionately touches the letter with his lips. Will the unconditional love between a devout worshipper of God and a noble soldier blossom in a time and place where loving someone of the same gender is considered an infectious disease? Only time will tell...... Hola! This is the very first series of 19th Century Love: Holy Possession! I hope you all have fun reading! Don't forget to show your support and reach me on my Instagram for any recommendations! Warning: This is a Bl novel, so if you are homophobic then don't bother reading! Thank you! Follow me on insta: @maiii.dearest #bl #boyslove #history #noblexcommoner #priestxnoblesoldier #drama #yaoi #tragedy #uncondionallove #love #romance #coldblooded #lovestory

To save his family from war, Nuel is forced into a cruel bargain. Disguised as his twin sister, he is sent to the ruthless northern Alpha Noca believing he will be treated as a tribute bride. But the truth is far worse. He was never meant to be a bride… only an appeasement sacrifice. When his disguise is torn away and his identity as a girl is revealed, betrayal cuts deeper than any wound. His father denies him, the council condemns him and the northern Alpha vows to kill him. Yet, in the moment of his execution, fate intervenes. Instead of death, Noca’s fangs sink into his neck—not to destroy him, but to claim him. An enemy’s son. A forbidden omega. A mate bond the Alpha refuses to accept. What happens when the Moon Goddess ties two hearts that were never meant to be? #Werewolf #Omega Prince #Dark Fantasy #Enemies to Lovers #Fated Mates #Pack Politics #Ancient Bloodlines #Betrayal #Supernatural #Cursed Bonds

Mari, a 28-year-old woman, had somehow transmigrated into a BL fantasy story—and of all people, she ended up in the body of Rowan Montclair, an omega prince of the Vlandia Kingdom. And of all lives… why his? Rowan had been at the very bottom of the royal hierarchy. As an omega, he was constantly overlooked, dismissed and deemed unworthy of the privileges afforded to his alpha brother. When he manifested, his father, the king, ignored him entirely—so long as Rowan wouldn't dare to touch a sword. But the sword was everything to him. It wasn’t just a weapon; it was his joy, his freedom and his reason for feeling alive. A life without it is meaningless. So, Rowan did the unthinkable. He fled the Vlandia Kingdom, dyeing his hair from black to silver and concealing his omega identity. In the rival Evadene Kingdom, he trained in secret and eventually achieved what had been forbidden to him for so long and was later on knighted by King Zalyric Nightborne, finally stepping into a world where his worth was measured by skill, not by birth.

Ryuzí Takeda never asked to transfer schools. Branded by a cruel rumor, he's used to silence, stares, and keeping his heart locked away. Then he meets Suki-loud, persistent, and impossibly warm. Suki refuses to take "no" for an answer, chasing Ryuzí with smiles, jokes, and an unshakable determination to be his friend. Slowly, Ryuzí's walls begin to crack. But can sunshine really melt years of cold loneliness? A BL romance filled with school life, fluffy moments, awkward firsts, and the kind of love that heals what was broken.

In a universe bound by divine Threads, two souls defy fate itself. Auren, reborn under the Thread of Pursuit, seeks the truth behind creation’s collapse. Zevaros, of the Thread of Wilful Death, was born to destroy—yet chooses to protect him. Together, they traverse fractured realms where gods are gone, time is broken, and love rewrites destiny. But every vow they make carves deeper into the chaos consuming existence. When love becomes rebellion, can their bond mend the Threads—or unravel reality forever? *This is a slow burn Red flag Yaoi romance. Both characters are red flags so be warned* *The book will also contain mature content as it is an Omegaverse.**

With both of his parents dead, Daku grew up firmly determined to become a world-known adventurer. Now that he had reached the required age to get awakened, Daku had never been more excited. He wanted to be a Swordmaster, Marksman, or Mage, but luck seemed not on his side. Although it was the rarest among all the classes, it was the weakest. Being a Healer in their world is a failure and a disappointment as the class was useless. Not until a swordsman barged into his life, realizing his true purpose. Will Daku accept his fate?

Isaac should hate Dante, the man who ruined his future. Yet the more they collide, the more Isaac is haunted by the strange comfort of Dante’s vulnerability. Between resentment and secret longing, a dangerous question arises: is love possible when betrayal is its foundation?

Rinwell, a dominant omega disguised as a beta herbalist, is summoned to the palace to cure the First Prince's raging pheromones-A prince who hates omegas. Between politics, betrayal, and the peril of exposure, Rin must decide: Will he remain the silent herbalist hidden behind a veil of false scent? Or will the capital learn the truth- that the rarest prize of all now walks within its palace walls? A romance between a possessive dominant alpha prince x dominant omega herbalist pretending to be beta

When Ethan, a brilliant yet lonely university student, dies in an accident, he wakes up in another world one filled with magic, empires, and dangerous secrets. Reborn in the body of Erian Thalos, a “useless” young noble scorned by his family, Ethan must fight against destiny itself. His path collides with Aster, the cold crown prince whose heart is as untouchable as the stars. As they struggle through betrayal, power, and forbidden love, their bond becomes the key to the empire’s future and perhaps to their own salvation.

Warning: Explicit language, violence and sex. ••••••••••• Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M ••••••••••• Before his third year of Hogwarts has even begun, Harry faces three whole weeks of unsupervised time in Diagon Alley. In that time he takes a trip to Gringotts - and that changes everything. Burdened with the knowledge that Dumbledore has been blocking his family magic, and manipulating far more than he ever thought possible, Harry doesn't know who he can trust; but he knows he can't keep going that way. There's a whole world of lore and politics and history to catch up on, and the more he learns, the more Harry realises his true place in the world, and how much is being kept hidden from him. All the while, Dumbledore's twinkling eyes are constantly watching, and Harry can't let on how much he knows. With help from unexpected places, Harry starts on a journey to end the war, and reshape the wizarding world. With how much he looks like James Potter, people have forgotten one important thing about him - he is Lily Evans' son, and she was one hell of a witch. • Support me and read the novel, now available in PDF, with the advanced chapters. • https://ko-fi.com/cmrowling

Categories: F/M, F/F ••••••••••• After the final battle, Harry confronts unsettling truths about his own identity and the people he has trusted. Forced to deal with these revelations, Harry chooses to take revenge on those who have betrayed him and embrace his true self by returning to the origin of it all. ••••••••••• New updates on my Ko-fi! Support me and read the novel, now available in PDF, with the advanced chapters. • https://ko-fi.com/cmrowling

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT [18+] An enemy, a punishment, a curse in disguise of blessing. An alpha who simply wants to claim an omega as his. An omega escaping his tragic past, trying to heal the scars that seem to never fade. Synopsis: In a world where Alphas ruled and Omegas were seen as figures of motherhood and love, Ren lived as a Beta. And in a world where humans have mixed with other species such as gods, demons, elves, witches, Ren was a human of pure blood. However, from a young age, he had been able to see what others cannot. A mere glance could kill. A single touch could heal. Born with a cursed blessing—the power to both save and destroy—Ren was bound and raised by the temple, blindfolded and used as a living weapon. For years, they unleashed his power against their greatest enemy: the Ravhara Kingdom, with whom war had raged for centuries. But after a certain incident, Ren ran away from his motherland and sought refuge in the border of the Ravhara Empire, hiding his identity. Disguised as a servant, he began working under the very army he once fought—under their Imperial General, Zayden Sylvaris—as his personal servant under strange circumstances. Ren worked by his side like a ghost. As if he wasn’t there in the first place. Everything was going smoothly… until one night, the general followed the sweet scent of an omega—only to find Ren, his personal attendant, standing there. Him? An Omega in heat? But that couldn’t be. He didn’t any hire Omega, and Betas weren’t supposed to have a scent. So certainly… he had to be an Omega hiding his identity. And it was the very servant who screamed, “DEMON!” on their first meeting. Zayden becomes consumed with the need to find out the truth. But as desire clashes with hatred, and secrets unravel, one thing becomes dangerously clear: The servant he thought was ordinary, is far more than he appeared. How long can Ren keep his identity buried? And what happens when an Alpha who only wants to claim… meets an omega who was never meant to be touched? DISCLAIMER: This story is set in a fictional, fantasy, omegaverse (ABO) universe. All lore are the author’s imagination. Content Warning: This novel contains scenes of violence, trauma, abuse, and other mature themes that may be disturbing to some readers. Please read cautiously. This is also a slow burn. So if you expect quick progress, then it might not be your cup of tea. And lastly, as I always say, understand the characters. Do not judge them. Enjoy the read!

When a prostitute dies and awakens in the decadent golden city of Prismillya, he finds himself at the bottom of a brutal underground caste system where slaves are ranked, owned, and traded like currency. Reborn in the delicate, cursed body of Loona—a femboy succubus marked as "Guttermeat"—he’s locked in the lowest level of a prison brothel-city ruled by lust, power, and cruelty. But Loona has one secret: with every body he conquers, he steals a piece of his partner’s strength. Armed with wit, seduction, and a thirst for revenge, Loona decides he won’t just survive this hell—he’ll fuck his way to the top. ------------------------------------------------------------------ [WARNING: R18+ CONTENT INCLUDED] Additional tags: Dark Fantasy, Femboys, Erotic Fantasy, Smutty Isekai, Gothic Dystopia, Prison Break, Queer Fantasy, Slave System Hierarchy, Fantasy Erotica, Magical Realism

Long ago, in a realm where grass touched the clouds, the Grass Fairy Mù Yēn guarded the winds with emerald wings—until war tore them away, never to return. Legend whispers that when a fairy’s spirit aligns with a mortal’s heart, lost wings can return—but such harmony is rarer than moonlight in the desert. Now, more than one heart stirs toward the same fairy. Duty, desire, and unspoken choices tangle fate in ways no one foresaw. A story of lost wings, forbidden bonds, and love that grows where no one believes it can. ( thank you for coming into my world . things you see might feel like I'm abanding you all and my beloved world . but actually it's just a pause for my personal life war . hope you'll understand and continue loving us..don't hesitate or regret giving us a little bit of your love and space in the digital library . we'll surely come back sooner or later..that's a promise.

Every villain was once a broken child. Kirihito Orohana was that child—born with cursed eyes, destined to turn love into ruin and hatred into legend. In a world where heroes bleed and scars run deeper than vows, he is neither savior nor destroyer but the violet flame that binds yokai, cultivators, and humans alike. This is not a story of clear heroes or villains. Everyone here is gray—each chasing what they love, each hurting those who gave them everything. In the cracks of tragedy lie small, fleeting moments of beauty: a kindness kept in the heart forever, a hand held in the dark, a love that still reaches even when cursed. A dark fantasy of rebirth and obsession, where love burns slow, longing cuts deep, and every step toward the light only sharpens the night. The present is a battlefield; the past holds answers that only spawn new questions; and every choice echoes into a future yet unwritten. A Note from the Author : Thank you for entering my world. What you see may feel like I am stepping away, leaving this beloved story behind—but it is only a pause for the battles of my personal life. For now, I will return to Candle-Eyed Long Night once or twice a week, for it is my breath and my bond with you. I hope you understand and continue to share your love and space in this digital library. Your patience will not be in vain—we will return, sooner or later. This is my promise.

"Old Chen, what's wrong?" The carriage curtain lifted slightly again, and that slender hand reappeared. This time, the curtain was pulled back a bit more, revealing part of a thin and frail figure. Before Old Chen could respond, the man on horseback-called Young Master Yibo-rode up beside the carriage, looking down at the hand and the figure behind the curtain. So thin, it looked like it could be snapped in an instant. As Wang Yibo approached the carriage, a strong scent hit him-completely different from the fragrances worn by the women in his residence. This one was mixed with herbs and the freshness of rain, hard to describe yet strangely compelling. "You must be Cousin Young Master Xiao Zhan? I'm Wang Yibo-my mother, your aunt, asked me to come fetch you and Steward Chen."