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The Demon Lord’s Bride (BL)

Getting transmigrated inside a novel is not really a bad thing—you know the story, you have the power of the future in your hand, you know all the hidden keys. You might as well end up as the most powerful and omniscient being in that world. That is, if you don’t wake up during the epilogue. And yet I find myself in the body of a fallen priest at the end of the novel, a tragic hero who had his mana circuit broken in the last war, being shunned, drown in debt, and destined to die not long after. Fortunately, I know just the cure. Unfortunately, the cure was in the hand of one of the Demon Lords—you know, the race that my kingdom just wage war with. Would he give me the cure if I asked him politely? There’s no harm in trying, right? I’d die if I didn’t get the cure, anyway. “Sure, but you have to be my bride as the price,” the Demon Lord said. ...huh? Sir, you know I’m (technically) a priest, right?

Aerlev · LGBT+

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My Lord used to be a troublemaker, but he’s still my troublemaker

"Do you enjoy your sunbath?" I cupped Natha's face from behind the chair he sat on on the balcony. He opened his eyes, looked at me, and smiled; the kind of smile he gave me when he just woke up from his sleep. "Oh, were you asleep?"

"I was awake when you walked in," he said, patting his thigh."You're very cheery."

I giggled and circled the chair to climb into his lap and stroked his forehead, swatting loose hair from his face. It was rare to see Natha had an afternoon nap—no, I didn't think I had ever seen it before. Well, he was usually either working or tending to me, so he didn't have much time for himself to just relax and have an uninterrupted rest.

"You must have liked it here since you won't sense anyone's thought," I stroked his cheek next, and rubbed the soft flesh around his eyes. He looked so refreshed, so well rested.

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