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Neon Star Rising (BL)

[BL - Mature Content] In a cybperpunk future, a young man wakes up inside a box with no memories, and to two strangers making threats at him. Ivo doesn't know who he is. Or even if that's his name. But from there, he'll have no choice but to learn how to survive the dangerous neon streets of a city that has forgotten how to dream. His new reluctant allies keep him at a distance. Especially Davi, the mysterious guy who doesn't trust Ivo's memory loss and thinks he might be connected to the group of people responsible for all the misery in their city. The same people Ivo now has to steal information and tech from -- for the paying clients who employ the services of Davi and his crew. --- Davi: give me one good reason why I shouldn't get rid of you? Ivo: ...you're a good person and don't want to do that? Davi: try again. Ivo: I can be useful... Davi: still not convinced. Ivo: my winning personality and sparkling smile? Alina: it's like you want him to shoot you in the head --- determined, belligerent, adaptable, snarky and fearless amnesiac MC x mysterious, intense, idealistic, selfless, ruthless and passionate hired gun ML x and their trigger happy, sarcastic, sexy, lover (1v1v1) more tags: cyberpunk, sci-fi, crime, mature content, fast-paced action, slow burn romance, important side-characters, LGBT cast, side romances, violence, dystopian.

ThirtyTyrants · LGBT+
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245 Chs

Bloodbath

Ivo looked down at the girl with a confused expression. "It's going to be a bloodbath. You shouldn't be around to watch something like that."

She scowled deeply. "You think I have never killed anyone?"

Ivo grimaced. "Yeah, but you shouldn't have."

She dug her feet in the dirt. "I'm not going anywhere. So you take me with you."

She pointed at Vice. "I bet I can shoot better than him."

"Hey! I have nothing to do with this. If you want to stay here and be shot at, be my guest."

"Fine, but be careful."

She rolled her eyes at him. "And also, call me Mari, Machado never remembered."

Ivo guessed that now she knew why. She had always been disposable to everyone in Batalhão. None of them were going to bother remembering how she preferred to be called.

He turned to the kids that were struggling to help each other climb over the wall.