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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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Well I'm sorry if I'm not as ruthless as a real mafia boss!

I chuckled and slapped his arm playfully. "Why would you barge in your own home?"

"For dramatic effect," he shrugged, before giving me a short, soft kiss on my cheek.

"Oh, my Goddess!"

Natha frowned slightly when he heard Zarfa's surprised voice. She looked at Natha with parted lips and hands on her cheeks.

"Oh, my Goddess--you are really Doc Nathanael!"

Natha tilted his head slightly at the sight of the girl, before making a pondering face. "Ah, you're that girl--what's your name again? Something with a C..."

"Cecilia," I told him.

"Right," he nodded. "So you really are her," he glanced at me with a smile on his face, stroking my grinning cheek.

But that was the end of his gentleness. The moment he looked at the Hero and his companions, the silver eyes were akin to a blizzard, and his hold on my waist tightened slightly.

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