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Guide To Train My Beast Husbands

“Let me lick it clean,” said Xie Daiyu as he looked at Ruan Chanchan’s wound. Hearing his suggestion, Ruan Chanchan paused and looked at the mer in shock. She pursed her lips and said to him, “You are kidding me. Aren’t you?” “Why do you think I am joking?” The mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan gritted her teeth and said, “Because the wound is not somewhere you can just lick me.” “What's the matter?” Xie Daiyu asked with an innocent expression, even though his lips were about to curl in a smirk. “You are a beast woman, and I am a beast mer… this is nothing.” He pushed Ruan Chanchan down on the ground, his fingers skimming against her inner thigh. “It will be over in a matter of seconds.” Like hell it did! She ended up becoming the mother of his child. ** “This is not how you are supposed to do it.” With a frown, Rong Xian stared at her. The mer was usually silent, but today he was unusually chatty. Ruan Chanchan rolled her eyes while peering out of a boulder. She was staring at the sea while trying to look for the prince of the Basilosauruses. Her eyes kept flickering as she said to the mer behind her, “I need to talk with the prince, no matter what.” “Oh, and what do you want to talk to him about?” “Just about the salt trade.” “And what are you going to offer him in return?” the mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan frowned at his question. She turned to look at him before saying, “What can I offer? At most, we can discuss some kind of cooperation.” Rong Xian licked his lips as he moved forward. He caught hold of the woman and turned her around as he pressed her against the boulder. “I don’t know about cooperation, but we can discuss copulation. What do you say, Miss Ruan? Do you want this prince to give you a litter of little basilosauruses?” ** “You need to put more strength into it,” said Liang Feng. His brows were furrowed as he looked at the weak woman who was trying to pull the fang out of her arm. Ruan Chanchan frowned and scowled at the mer. She said to him, “Do you think that it's so easy?! Why don’t you do it if you think that it's that easy?” The mer sighed and crouched down. He reached out and caught Ruan Chanchan’s arm in his hands and, without waiting for the woman to say anything else, he pulled the fang out of her arm. “AHHH—urk!” Ruan Chanchan’s scream came to a sudden halt when the mer fed her a piece of flame fruit, which was sweet and delicious. “Feeling alright?” Liang Feng asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan nodded, and the mer smiled. “Good girl.” ** Kaboom! “You have to be kidding me!” That's how Ruan Chanchan felt after landing in a prehistoric world where not only did a gender other than men and women exist, but on top of that, these people could turn into beastmen! The second she arrived, Ruan Chanchan was almost squashed to death — but somehow she managed to escape. Don’t ask her how she did it; Ruan Chanchan still had some ptsd due to that incident. But if that was not bad enough, the world where she landed was also about to end. Great. Let the world know that Ruan Chanchan had offended some great immortal somewhere. Now, if she wanted to survive, then not only did she have to teach these beastmen how to farm, cook and clean themselves—You don’t want to get her started on how dirty these beastmen could be without knowing how to clean their hands and shower every day. And raw meat—yuck. Easy? Not! Not only did she transmigrate into the body of a fool, but she also ended up becoming the only beast woman who had no beast form. With a broken beast nucleus, Ruan Chanchan couldn’t find a single person who would willingly trust her. Fortunately, she had a supermarket system with her. Watch her use cotton balls and antiseptic ointments to stop the minor bleeding of the beastmen and use common antiparasitic medications to save a dying beast cub.
fairytail72 · 1.2m Views

19th Century Love: Holy Possession (BL)

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 royal family, 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 marshal blossom in a time and place where loving someone of the same gender is considered an infectious disease? Only time will tell...... Hi dearest! 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! #bl #boyslove #history #noblexcommoner #priestxnoblesoldier #drama #yaoi #tragedy #uncondionallove #love #romance #coldblooded #lovestory
mailh · 77.6k Views

2. Shades Of The Exorcist's Smile

Lìngxiāo is the same boy Chóng Fēi believed he had killed indirectly by exposing him. Since the time Lìngxiāo was Eighteen, he has carried a strange condition that never lets him show pain or anger. As an independent exorcist with no controlling clan above him, he roams the land with three burning aims: to save the common people from darkness, to clear his own name—from his own father's murder—and to unravel the mystery behind the man who raised him before disappearing right after he learned to stand on his own. Was his father killed? Or was there something deeper than that? Who was that bloodless "uncle" who used to teach him what is distraction and what is destination? Were those teasing words—"A wave of pleasure"—something more than what he took too long to understand? Soon, his destiny took an unexpected turn. His hometown Yún Xi calls him back—not as who he used to be, but as a professional exorcist. A town haunted by a Red Robe Ghost, where no exorcist who answered the call has ever survived. When Lìngxiāo arrives, a silent surprise awaits him. The ghost is one groom or something else? why isn't his calculation matching? who hunts the heir this much? That heir is Chóng Fēi. He has spent more then seven years carrying the weight of a death he believes he caused—the death of Xiǎo Lìng, the boy who once protected him from his father's cruelty. He has spent years trapped between his father's control and the skull mummy who haunts his every step. Now, Chóng Fēi finds himself drawn to the mysterious, perpetually smiling exorcist. Something about Lìngxiāo feels familiar. Something about him makes Chóng Fēi want to trust—and want to run. He doesn't know that the man he's falling for is the same boy he's been mourning. During the investigation—through a ballad of needles and fear, all for the sake of keeping the heir alive—Chóng Fēi's one-sided longing grows into deep love. It becomes his reason to walk slower. To share belongings. To share his trauma. And Lìngxiāo, who has been searching for answers about his father and his uncle, begins to realize that the demonic energy haunting Yún Xi isn't just around him. It's around Chóng Fēi too. The ghosts are not the villains. They are victims of someone else—a mastermind who has been watching, waiting, pulling the strings. And there is more than one. The unknown one seems to be above the other. Can someone who roots for power and legacy move for the songbird whose nature is flying around, searching for his origin? And who even bothered enough to raise a hopeless boy without purpose—only to leave just when he had started to fly high and wanted to hear that simple "Do not worry, boy"? Let's find out on the surface of tears and smiles—which is not even the start or the end, but the middle of something far more complicated but ends into someone else's epic. It's slow burn and contains intimate scenes after chapter 100. Bonus book: For The Four Arms, One Soul [a book inspired by Chóng Fēi's shelf! say thanks to him for being such a story bug!]
YanYeXin · 45.6k Views

Beauty and the Thief [BL]

On hiatus until further notice due to health issues. --- Tao Hua's life is fucking miserable, and that misery somehow earns him the title of "Village Disgrace." In order to cope with the awful treatment, he often retreats into words untold, dictated by the flip of a page. These worlds leave him with the dream of escaping this piece of shit town. To his utter dismay, his wish comes true, but not in the way all those fairytales promised. His saviour is a man he becomes enthralled with and whom he names “Lord No-Name.” This male lead is a touchy man with many faces. And for lack of a better word, Tao Hua can’t decide if he’s either the story’s love interest or villain. But the two share a common sentiment. This prince, alike Tao Hua, is also fucking miserable. But arguably worse! And instead of coping like a normal fucking person, he does the opposite. He doesn't escape. He doesn't cope. He just tries to fight against the already fated truth of his demise. 0/10, worst prince ever written. Misery aside, this fateful encounter will force Tao Hua to make a choice, leaving him with only one question: "What was one mean-spirited beast to a town of people who despise a beauty's entire existence?" ──── ୨୧ ──── Beauty and the Thief is a slow-burn, stop to smell the roses, type of novel. That being said, the roses are beautiful, and upon closer observation they’re less floral than once thought. It follows the POV of Tao Hua, as he tries to navigate his new life in a place that actually values him, and the prince of this story’s mood swings. ──── ୨୧ ──── !!!!Disclaimer!!!! EXTREMELY SLOW PACED! Character driven, before plot! This story borrows the premise of Beauty and the Beast, by Jeanne-Marie Le Prince de Beaumont, relying heavily on the trope while also twisting it to smithereens. The beast element is exchanged for a power dynamic, and the curse differs from the original story. The narration borders on sarcastic and self-aware, while also targeting deeper topics. It often breaks the fourth wall as a stylistic choice. A lot of the work will be edited over time, but the bones will remain the same. ──── ୨୧ ──── There are occasional illustrations littered throughout the novel drawn by me (slowly commissioning to get others done), usually found in the comments! !!CREDIT!! Cover Art by @Sayoto (VGen) Illustrations by me (@meowssey) and zaza (@zazhah) (Both commissioned artists are amazing to work with and I highly recommend their work!)
SolitaireInsomniac · 142.3k Views

Morally fucked

We've all read those mafia romances. The one where the godly handsome, picture-perfect, extremely ruthless mafia king rejects all the gorgeous, sexy ladies ( even though he's slept with half of them ) for the beautiful, innocent, untouched, holier-than-thou common woman who only marries him to pay off her sick grandma's medical bills and then slowly ends up falling for him. This is not one of those stories. Excerpt: Lynx stepped a little closer to his target, his intentions far from subtle. "Having a good night?" he asked, pretending to watch the couples swaying across the ballroom floor. "Why wouldn't I be?" Shayna replied without looking at him. "Merely observing," Lynx chuckled. "Are you missing someone?" he continued, staring ahead. "Are there no other beautiful women for you to entertain?" Shayna whispered, slightly annoyed. "There are," he admitted, his chest rising slightly. "But there is only one I can't seem to look away from." A faint blush crept across Shayna's cheeks before she turned her head. "And what exactly do you want from this lucky woman?" A smile tugged at his lips. "A dance, perhaps. And a smoke afterwards." .......................................................................... Shayna Hazel Alonso doesn't qualify as a lady by any known definition of the word. She smokes too much, curses like a sailor, and hates male chivalry from the depths of her heart. But she has a secret. Shayna lives a double life as a corporate employee who just wants to get through the day and Vixen, the underworld's infamous prodigy, who unfortunately attracts the most questionable kinds of people. After years of betrayal—first by the father who sold her into prostitution, and then by the people she once believed were just like her—Shayna has finally learned not to trust anyone. And for the last time, she does not want to deal with any more shit. Naturally, life has other plans. So what happens when she ends up stealing from the one person nobody in their right mind would ever cross? In the underworld, everyone has a line they swear they'll never cross. Until they do. And that's when people become, for lack of a better phrase... Morally Fucked. P.S. The FMC of the story is strictly child-free and will remain so throughout the story. I will publish 1 bonus chapter per 200 collections and 2 bonus chapters per 20 golden tickets.
LadyIris2901 · 16.8k Views

PURE FACE KILLER

When Fantalia Doree was small she started with a big bang. A deadly killer who is at large commiting crimes she carve her victims and leaves her signature PFK making it look like a work of art which it was. The thrill of hunting down her preys makes her all the more daring at playing the game of cat and mouse with the detectives. The worst part is that publicly she was so angelic in all her looks and behavior that no one would ever think of the possibility as her being the killer, but then again who would ever consider a child with the looks and temperament of an angel to be so monstrous. For years she grew even more angelic and beautiful and still as careful as ever until that fateful day when a handsome detective stopped by and asked her advice. She could feel the pull and the way her heart swell whenever he looked at her and asked a simple question, that joy and longing at the same time and right then she knew there was something about him she had to see and she wanted him too. Special Detective Justice Swarie was assigned to the case because of his outstanding recommendation and expertise. He was also someone who loves the hunt but never got satisfaction. However before he was even assigned to PFK he was keeping an eye on it. It was the biggest case and that leaves him obsessed he was filled with excitement, a case that crawls under his skin. With each new PFK case there was even more exhilaration even more than he thought was possible. Once he had a brief run in with Fantalia Doree and found great comfort in her above expectation company. One thing led to another and before they know it he started visiting the forensic doctor regularly. Will Fantalia Doree kill Justice Swarie or will he turn her in when find out that his sweet forensic doctor who he treasure so much is his PFK he is hunting. ***SNIPPET*** "Senior, have a look at this", the forensic pathology team leader said in a rushed voice. " We found that the PFK on the body not only have a cursive style but look," There on the printed paper showing a picture of the bran on the body was tiny words that made the outline of the bold three letter signature. "This....!", Shocked and also excited at what he saw detective Swarie quickly masked his emotions carefully and said in a somber tone to no one in particular. "About time we got a lead don't you think?" He took up his coat with completely careful movements making sure not to show the nervous shake of his hand and turned to his team. " Now we have a new lead," he announced, "We need to find all mechanics who specializes in delicate inlaid designs, we also need to consults the professors at Groudil Collage of the arts so we can get a list of students who might have a possibility of creating this design. Any question?" No one said anything. "DISMISSED." They all got up and went about the task at hand. Leaving the police station they failed to realized that on the other side of the street was an ordinary looking inconspicuous car with a grinning woman looking at a tablet with an earpiece in her ear. She was zooming in on detective Justice Swarie and her eyes glazed over when she realized that he too had the same look of a hunter. 'yes that's the look I've been waiting for.... finally' she thought. She giggled like a love sick teenager then laughed right out over what she just discovered. Not only did they find out that her signature was made with inlaid words but they are going to see the old madam. ' That woman is even worst than I am.' she thought. "Ha ha ha ha.....they are in for a real turn around this time, I have to stop by with a gift for dinner." She drove away without another glance at the detectives knowing full well that they are right where they started and that her mentor will be so pleased with her she just might get the special tools that has been made with the outmost untraceable accuracy. 'WHO SHOULD I EXTERMINATE AS AN APPETIZER' She though looking around with the grin still in place.
YOU_ONLY_DIE_ONCE · 18.8k Views