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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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The spring he could never enjoy, the summer he could never taste (M)

"Nat," a voice like a morning bird.

"Nat," a kiss with a refreshing spell flowed into his veins, seeping into his exhausted cells. "Nat!"

He opened his eyes to that whining voice, his lips stretched by themselves at the adorable little pout above him.

"You said you won't stop!" Valen whined, grasping his nape and shooting even mode rejuvenating mana inside him.

"Just a bit of rest, mm?" Natha held the smaller man, who as usual, possessed a never-ending stamina unbefitting his stature. "I'm not sleeping or anything."

"Liar!"

That adorable pout again. Natha chuckled and pulled the human--who looked more like a druid every day--to lay on top of him, peppering the fair shoulder with more kiss marks. He heard the sound of a disappointed sigh, and fought the urge to bite the naughty little minx in his embrace.

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