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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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498 Chs

The Flower Bloomed Beneath the Moonlight

Valen was nervous before, but he was strangely calm now.

He fell in love with the moonlight inside his husband's eyes, and bathed in the moonlight like this just made him feel like he was drowned in Natha's eyes. The fog and the reflection of the moon turned the small lake into a silver pool, as if the night couldn't be more magical.

And if it wasn't enough to take his mind off things, he just needed to look into the moonlight in his husband's eyes; the moonlight that had always drowned him in the love and affection he always craved all his life; the moonlight that never failed to make him feel like he was the most treasured person in the world.