Shameless Ghost King Is My Husband!

“Ah! My… My husband…” "You, my dear wife, is the sweet I craved the most." “You know how to talk,” Ying Yue flushed and felt the bite to his lips. “Ah Yue,” a breathless deep chuckle made his body shivered, “The times I spent with you, touch you, and taste you will never satisfy me.” *** Ying Yue was Heaven’s Chosen, a person gifted to bring peace, balance, and rid the world of evil. He was full of pureness and hope! Only problem? He fell deeply for the shameless Ghost King, Wang Li. Wang Li, a person gifted to bring chaos and death, had waited centuries for Ying Yue. Now that he had Heaven’s Chosen, he would never let Ying Yue go. A beauty like Ying Yue was meant only for him. With their marriage, the truth of their love brought a curse and a prophecy for the Ghost King’s death. The worst part? Ying Yue was the one fated to kill his husband. What should he do to keep this love with Wang Li? What had to be sacrificed to preserve it? Was he willing to? That aside, He had also married a horny shameless king! And he… He dared to declare that he regretted nothing. “I want to take your innocence, your body, your heart, your lips. Everything, my beloved wife. I am not whole without you.” Yep, he regretted nothing. == *WPC 159- Gold Tier Winner* *SMUT starts chapter 16 and throughout future chapters.* Other TAGS: Fate, Death, Childhood Love

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I Will Feed You

His eyes widened and he stared at his king.

"There is no need, my king-"

"Shen-er, let me help you."

Fu Shen flushed lightly at the tip of his ears and he nodded. When he cooked with Master Xu and Master Zhang, they flowed easily in the kitchen. Yet with his king…

"My king, they need to be smaller."


"And… even."

"They are even."

Fu Shen stared at the different chunks of carrots and onions. Offering a small smile, he prepared the soup. Master Li may be strong and intimidating in battle, but he was neither in the kitchen. Fu Shen spoke evenly and clearly as his king tried to follow. Flour poof into the air when his king dumped it too high into the bowl. The oil popped and screamed when the dumplings were too wet. His king… his king was out of his element.

"My king, please rest if you need to."

"Ah Shen," his king laughed, "Are you kicking me out?"