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The Affinity of Fate

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^
I_Eat_Rice · 142.9k Views

At the Beginning, I Put a Green Hat on Verlaine

He transmigrated into the body of a sixteen-year-old boy. Asou Akiya’s new parents were dead, he had no ties, no burdens, no way back; the original owner had left him nothing but a precarious foothold as the lowliest grunt in Yokohama’s most notorious port organization. For an ordinary human without a single ability, simply staying alive was set to nightmare difficulty. No golden finger from the heavens? Then he would forge his own. Four years later. Destiny finally handed him its greatest turning point. After a cataclysmic explosion rocked the city, Asou Akiya, with meticulous calculation and trembling hands, rescued a breathtaking French beauty who had lost all memory. The man had been betrayed, abandoned, left fragile and shivering in the cold; yet beneath that porcelain vulnerability burned a soul of blinding brilliance and combat prowess that touched the very ceiling of this world. “…Who… am I?” “You are a romantic French poet, Rimbaud.” “A poet?” “Yes,” Akiya whispered, voice steady as scripture, “and you are the love of my life.” From that moment, Asou Akiya placed him upon the apex of his heart and spoiled him rotten. He soothed every wound with tenderness, watered the tender shoots of love with carefully tended lies, and watched them bloom. So what if memory returned one day? He had already seized the most priceless treasure in the world. Thank you, Verlaine! The partner you were willing to discard is now my wife. 【Asou Akiya × Rimbaud (French name: Jean Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud)】 {Âme éternelle, regarde ton cœur, malgré la nuit seule et le jour en feu…} Eternal soul, behold thy heart, despite the night alone and the day on fire… — From A Season in Hell, Rimbaud
VastBlueSky · 31 Views

Rin Replaced (BL)

Rin Grace lived an ordinary, unremarkable life—until a heated argument sent him stumbling backward into oncoming traffic. A car struck him with brutal force, leaving Rin unconscious. At that very exact moment, in another world entirely, Misha Minari—an elite assassin feared in the underworld—was staring death in the face. A mission gone wrong ended with a bullet tearing through his chest, and darkness swallowed him whole. But death wasn’t the end. Misha awoke to the sterile smell of antiseptic and the blinding glare of hospital lights. Disoriented and aching, he scanned the room just in time to see a handsome, aristocratic man rise from a chair. “You seem to be fine. Next time, don’t run out in front of my car. I’ll handle the bill. Take care, Mr. Grace,” the man said coldly before leaving. That man was Jay Fenrick—the Crown Prince. Confusion turned to panic as Misha realized nothing made sense: he wasn’t shot, he wasn’t in his world, and according to the nurse, he wasn’t even Misha Minari. He was Rin Grace. A single look in the mirror confirmed the impossible—he was in a new body, a stranger’s face staring back at him. Now trapped in Rin’s life, Misha must navigate a world of nobles, politics, and the Crown Prince he’s apparently employed to protect. But two questions haunt him: What happened to the real Rin Grace? And how did a dead assassin end up as the Crown Prince’s personal bodyguard? Misha will have to uncover the truth behind their fates—before someone notices that Rin Grace isn’t Rin Grace anymore.
Tiffanie_Rose · 446.4k Views

[BL] Seduction at the President’s Mansion

Becklan Kross had one dream, to become a model under Leon Verdanis, the ruthless fashion tycoon everyone called Mr. President. But Leon crushed that dream in seconds. Two minutes late, and Becklan was dismissed. One spilled coffee, and Leon humiliated him again in public. What once was admiration turned into pure, burning hatred. So when fate offered Becklan a second chance, not as a model, but as a maid in Leon’s mansion, he took it. Not for the salary. Not for the prestige. For revenge. But Leon Verdanis isn’t just cold. He’s inaccessible. Calculating. Beautiful in a way that hurts. A man who believes love is a weakness, emotions are distractions, and no human is worth his heart. Beck vows to break him. Not romantically, emotionally. He plans to tease him, provoke him, embarrass him, and remind him what it feels like to be powerless. Except… things don’t go according to plan. A dropped towel, a naked CEO, a python named Rose, an accidental fall into Leon’s arms, a grip that was too strong, a stare that was too intense, and a breath that was too close, all of it challenged every ounce of control he had. He was supposed to hate Leon, but his heart began to skip when Leon held him. He burned with desire when Leon smirked, and the man he vowed to destroy suddenly became the one he could not stop wanting. He was supposed to hate him. So why does his heart skip when Leon holds him? Why does he burn when Leon smirks at him? And why does the man he vowed to destroy suddenly become the one he can’t stop wanting? Leon did not believe in love, and Becklan did not believe in forgiveness, yet between the tension, the teasing, the danger, and the secrets, one truth became impossible to ignore. Someone is going to fall first… and no one knows who will give in to love. WARNING: Adults Only. This story is full of heat, mischief, and irresistible temptation. Expect steamy scenes, naughty fun, flirty, funny, playful teasing, downright seductive, and moments that will make your heart race. Not recommended for innocent eyes, or anyone who blushes too easily. Read at your own risk… and enjoy every naughty second.
GoldWinwar · 14.4k Views