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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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There’s a plus and minus of having an older partner

After spending the night talking about Shwa, I got a bit homesick for missing my children back home and cried a bit before sleeping. That didn't make me want to go back the next day, though.

Not with the blue sky and warm sunlight showering me as I lay on the patio listening to the sound of trickling water and chirping birds while my husband cooked me some breakfast. Nuh-uh. I'd stay for a bit longer in this quiet paradise.

"Isn't it funny? We've been here for five days, but this is the first time we enjoy the morning scenery..." I giggled while looking at the swaying leaves above me.

"Sorry about that," Natha's reply came with a waft of sweetness coming from the plates in his hand.

"I didn't blame you," I raised my upper body so I could sit and receive the plate, which got me gasping. "You made a pancake!"

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