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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 170|| Annoying! Annoying! Annoying!

Her platinum blonde hair fell like a curtain of the waterfall down her back. Unhurriedly, she walked, and a hot bun of bread was stuck between her teeth. Ghana bit down on the bread in her mouth with a bored expression. Her dark skin looked bright and red as it passed through the daylight. She doesn't usually let her hair loose and untied. However, the last of her hair tie snapped, and now she had to put up with letting her hair fall.

Two pairs of footsteps echoed within the long outdoor hallways. 

"..."

Her ears caught whispers from the mouths of passing Dragorian sentinels and curious servant elves,  and she listened quietly to their words, hoping for them to entertain her.

"How beautiful... I didn't think this person would look so fascinating..."

"It's a rare beauty. None can compare to it..."

"I wouldn't be surprised if a thousand men and women would be lining up to possess that body..."