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A Gorgeous White (BL)

( An LGBT+ novel) Ending your life isn't the right decision. Moulin didn't believe this saying until he did it. Moulin, a depressed shut-in digital writer, transmigrates into the frail body of a spoiled young master. Unknown to him, he was swallowed by the fear of death. This time, he intends to start a new beginning and relive his life carefully. Waking within the frigid confines of a cave of ice. Nightly whispers of guidance and so much more. The power of unknown origin... An unusual world where special people possess elemental powers and thriving magical beasts, A cute meng selling snow-white fox, A crowd of overprotective people, and a powerful yet impressively annoying person...a stressful Moulin massaged his forehead. This couldn't possibly get any worse... Moumou: My body doesn't feel right...( secretly inspects lower body) Moumou: ...@$%#!!!! An Evil Lion: My love, our bed has gone cold... Moumou: (#ง'̀-'́)ง... Warning this novel includes the following: 1. Smut 2. Gore 3. Inappropriate language Publish dates: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday (Sporadic if I get busy ╥﹏╥) || I M P O R T A N T N O T I C E! || This novel is inspired by several BL novels• If you do not like reading LGBTQ+ novels please avoid reading this• This author is trying her best!• Enjoy! The cover is originally is drawn by yours truly º^º *hehe want a commission?*

Heather_ANARE · Fantasy
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459 Chs

|| Chapter 143 || The Mother Devil Worm

"Let's gut them..."

As he spoke, his silver eyes carried a strong desire to cut the little wriggling snake-humans into bits. There were hostility and resentment in that glowering gaze. An alarming aura could be sensed emanating from the slender figure. Delicate hands curled around the hilt of his sword. 

The youth's words brought a smile from the lord's face. There was a slight satisfaction in them. Hadrian brought his sword before him and pointed it at the neck of the naga leader. His actions were a threatening act. Golden eyes coldly gleamed with viciousness. The smile on his face abruptly fell.

Enraged, the naga leader hissed loudly. His slit eyes glowed with ferocity and outrage. He clashed his spear on Hadrian's, the clashing metal resounded in the air. Hadrian withdrew his sword as he signaled Moulin and Ordan to prepare for battle.

No matter what, they were going to come out alive.