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Honkai: I Installed a Ram on the Astral Express

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As a Forger capable of forging oddities, Senri fights for all the good in the world! But for some unknown reason, Senri always had a poor reputation… Pom-Pom: You little punk, you’re the one who installed a ramming horn on the Astral Express, making the train ram into every boss it sees, right, Pom-Pom! Jingliu: You unfilial disciple! Why is the summoning of talismans random! Yes, it's a white fox, but who is Kitsune Saiguu? Where is my Bai Heng? Sunday: What did you do to my sister’s microphone? Why does she pick up the microphone to beat people? Kal'tsit: What do you mean by ‘Kal’tsit has not slept either’? You and your oddities make me feel ridiculous! “I don’t understand why they always complain about the effects of my oddities, these ungrateful people!” Senri said indignantly. “Yeah, why is that? So hard to guess.” Looking at the black stockings in her hand, which Senri called “attack speed gear,” Elysia pondered how much force she would need to use to make Senri lose all his strength and means of escape. Today, I’ll show you what true attack speed is!
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Hurt Me Like You Mean It [BL]

[Updates resume March. Due to exams] [This book contains, explicit and mature scenes—no r*pe. Not advised for viewers under 18, protect thy purity] Lance Dixon is drowning in a debt that isn’t his. His parents’ financial mistakes have fallen entirely onto him, and his life has collapsed into a constant struggle to stay afloat. He has never denied what he is. Lance is a masochist, and most people he’s dated couldn’t handle that truth. Every relationship ended the same way, leaving him with needs no one was willing to meet. Everything shifts on a night he drinks too much and ends up venting to a stranger. In a mix of frustration and alcohol, Lance jokes that he’d sell himself to anyone willing to pay off his debt. The stranger, Ansel Lowell, doesn’t brush it off. He asks how much. And when Lance tells him, Ansel offers a deal: three months living under his terms, in exchange for clearing the debt completely. The deal is straightforward and seems almost like relief. But as the days pass, the dynamic between them deepens in ways neither expected. What began as a simple exchange grows into a connection that is far more consuming, and far more dangerous, than either of them intended. [Excerpt] Lance meant to pull away when Ansel stepped closer, but his body didn’t move. Ansel’s hand hovered near his jaw, just close enough to make Lance’s breath catch. “Do you understand what you agreed to?” Ansel asked quietly. Lance swallowed. “You’re paying off my debt. I stay with you for three months. That’s it.” A hint of a smile tugged at Ansel’s mouth, which made him more dangerous because of it. “No, Lance. That’s the surface of it. I want you to hear the truth.” Lance’s pulse stumbled. Ansel leaned in just enough that Lance could feel the warmth of his breath. “I’m going to take up space in your life. I’m going to have you when I want you. I’m going to learn every weakness you try to hide, and I will use them. I will claim you, piece by piece, until you can’t tell where your choices end and mine begin.” Lance exhaled shakily. “Do you worst Mr. Lowell, I can handle it.”
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