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Bound by blood and prophecy, Kael Ardyn, heir of the prestigious and semi-divine Eclipsed Dynasty, has lived his seventeen years under the weight of a strange, uncontrollable shadow that whispers and moves with a will of its own. Unknown to him, this shadow is not merely a reflection of his power but a fragment of his own soul, cursed since birth to test the balance between mastery and humility. Confined within the towering walls of his family manor, forbidden from venturing beyond, Kael feels both trapped and restless, his godlike abilities stifled by uncertainty and fear of his own strength. It is during this confinement that Riven, a young man sent by the Council, arrives with a sealed scroll and a duty that intertwines their fates. Riven’s calm composure and determined presence unsettle Kael, yet ignite a spark of curiosity. Though strangers at first, the two are quickly drawn together by the enigma of Kael’s shadow, which reacts unpredictably in Riven’s presence. A subtle tension brews between them, layered with fascination, apprehension, and the first hints of something more profound that neither fully understands. As whispers of the prophecy linger at the edges of Kael’s consciousness, the two young men are forced to leave the safety of the manor. Their journey begins when Kael discovers fragments of ancient texts hinting at a way to break the curse that binds him to his shadow. What follows is a quest across a fractured world, filled with floating cities, treacherous landscapes, and secret societies that have long monitored the Eclipsed Dynasty’s power. Each location holds its own dangers, from rogue factions of the Council to monstrous creatures born from the imbalance of light and shadow. Kael’s abilities, impressive yet incomplete, are tested at every turn. His shadow, ever independent, acts with motives unknown, sometimes protecting, sometimes defying, forcing Kael to learn patience, adaptability, and the limits of control. Riven becomes both ally and anchor, guiding him through moral and strategic dilemmas while challenging Kael to confront the deeper truths of his bloodline. Their partnership grows, evolving from reluctant companionship into a bond forged through trust, shared danger, and the slow emergence of mutual affection. Throughout their journey, they encounter allies and adversaries alike. Some seek to exploit Kael’s power, others to destroy it. Ancient artifacts, lost spells, and cryptic prophecies surface as clues to undo the curse, each step revealing more about the delicate balance of the world and the true stakes of Kael’s destiny. The curse is revealed not as a punishment but as a test of character, requiring Kael to confront not only external threats but the shadows of his own heart — pride, fear, and unspoken desires. Love and loyalty are tested repeatedly. Moments of heartbreak, miscommunication, and near betrayal shape their dynamic, creating opportunities for growth, vulnerability, and emotional depth. Riven’s unwavering courage and empathy become Kael’s guide through despair, teaching him that mastery of power is inseparable from understanding oneself and those one holds dear. The journey is long, arduous, and filled with sacrifices, yet it is also rich with moments of wonder, beauty, and quiet intimacy: shared nights under alien skies, laughter amid chaos, and fleeting touches that speak volumes without words. As they progress, the scale of their quest expands. Entire kingdoms, ancient factions, and elemental forces become intertwined in Kael’s fate. Each challenge forces him to confront the nature of his power and the consequences of wielding it without wisdom. Shadows and light, life and death, desire and duty — all become instruments of the prophecy, guiding Kael toward the ultimate choice: to dominate his power selfishly or to harmonize with it in a way that restores balance. The culmination of their adventure promises not only the potential breaking of the curse but the forging of a lege

Chu Yan died in a car crash on modern Earth, but when the underworld offered him forgetfulness, he refused. Reborn with his memories intact in the ZERG empire, he grows up as the beloved youngest prince in a species built for war, and quietly remakes it from the inside: names replace numbers, schooling replaces instinct, and the old hunger for humans is dragged into the light and ended. When the galaxy is exhausted after thousands of years of bloodshed, Chu Yan offers something unthinkable: peace. To prove it, he leaves everything that has ever protected him and enters the human empire as a treaty student at the Imperial Military Academy. There, admiration and hatred collide. Commoner cadets begin to accept him because they know what war costs, while old factions sharpen their knives behind slogans and “clubs” that only insiders recognize. As Chu Yan fights to be seen as more than a symbol, Feng Xu, the empire’s youngest general and a strict temporary instructor, is tasked to receive him and keep order—only to find his suspicion slowly turning into attention, then restraint, then something neither of them can afford. It becomes whether it can be lived, and what it will demand from the people brave enough to try.

"Forgive me, my soul," he said, knowing it was probably the last time he would see the love of his life. *** Simply put, King Agust was the devil in plain clothes. A raging lycan with an unwavering desire to wipe out werewolves, he was the ultimate danger to a race whose only mistake, was bearing the same blood as that of his father. Broken and damaged by his father, a werewolf alpha, Agust hated wolves with all he had and didn't have. To him, they were pathetic beings that needed to be snuffed out, and like a mad king, he made their lives so difficult the only option the wolves had left, was to hide. So when he met Park, one of the strongest werewolf alphas, who didn't take shit from no one, hated him, and who was determined to protect the werewolf race, Agust knew he found his match. What he didn't expect, was for the alpha who hated him so much, to be his mate, and reject him on the same day they met. As if that wasn't bad enough, when his lycans attacked Park's pack, Agust sentenced them to mass murder, an action that triggered a revolution. But strangely, the only thing Agust cared for, was the one man who made him weak in the knees. Alpha Park. Would Agust win both wars?

Mu Chen transfers into a top-tier special operations team at a high-tech military base where every guide and sentinel is monitored like equipment. Officially he’s a low-grade, late-awakening guide, brought in because the team is short-handed and the institute wants fresh data. Unofficially, he’s hiding an overwhelming level of power that would get him caged, dissected, or assigned for life. The team is led in the field by Ye Fan, a famous A-tier sentinel known for brutal control and near-zero compatibility with guides. He doesn’t welcome Mu Chen, doesn’t trust the timing of the transfer, and senses something “off” about him—too quiet, too clean, like a signal that refuses to be read. Mu Chen keeps his head down and plays harmless while learning the team’s rules: link permits, compatibility scores, and surveillance that reaches into their private thoughts. As missions escalate and the system tightens, Mu Chen repeatedly saves people in ways that look like luck or technique… except Ye Fan feels the truth every time, like relief he never asked for. Their relationship grows inside the pressure of the unit: small moments of care between operations, unspoken protection, and an attraction that becomes dangerous because it’s unsanctioned. The more the institute tries to control them, the more Mu Chen risks exposing what he really is—and the more Ye Fan has to decide whether to obey the system that built him, or burn it down to keep Mu Chen.

It’s been 20 years since Gillen found himself transmigrated into a romance-fantasy childcare novel. After marrying off his beloved daughter, Cecilia, to the story’s original male lead, he plans to finally relax and enjoy his second life. But an unexpected obstacle appears. “Honestly, I wasn’t going to say this since you’re Cecilia’s father…” “…?” “I have no feelings for you, Your Grace.” The obstacle is none other than the second male lead, Ewan. Already aware of Ewan’s deeply questionable personality, Gillen works hard to remove this meddlesome man from his daughter’s orbit. But somehow, instead of a protective father, he ends up looking like a shameless middle-aged man chasing after someone twenty years younger. In the end, to put a stop to the mess, Gillen promises never to appear before Ewan again— “Thank you for accepting my apology. Then this will be our last meeting. Farewell.” “……What? Last meeting? What do you mean by that?” For some reason, Ewan starts seeking Gillen out even more than before, eyes blazing. Second male lead of my daughter… why on earth are you doing this to me?

Logging out was supposed to be simple. Except I, Eunji, an ordinary girl, somehow woke up inside the body of my MMORPG's number one male avatar, Leonhart. Now I've got six-pack abs, a voice that sounds like it could narrate epic movie trailers, and a sword so big I can barely lift it without auto-assist. Sure, Leonhart was a legend at the top of the leaderboards... but I'm just me. A girl who used to hide behind filters, complain about lag, and farm slimes for fun. To make things worse? The monsters bleed. The pain is real. And every poor slime I kill looks like it belongs in a children's plushie store. Oh, and apparently rival guilds want to fight me for "glory" while I'm still figuring out how to walk without tripping over my own armor. It's the ultimate isekai nightmare: stuck in the body of my OP male avatar, trying not to cry every time I swing my oversized sword. Can I survive this new world without embarrassing myself, or will Leonhart's flawless reputation crumble under the weight of... me?

One is a famous UK musician, adored by millions. The other is a prideful, untouchable stripper who only smiles when he dances. Backstage, a spilled drink sparks an obsession. Desire ignites instantly. Pride clashes with seduction. Secrets, forbidden attraction, and raw temptation pull them into a game neither can resist. Will he surrender to the music… or the man?

A story that came out from my friend group's inside joke. :Noah, straight? Well, I guess not for long. It really just takes a Sir Will and boom! They're probably making out in some corner now ;-] [So, this is my first & only bl/ gay fanfic not based on any idol, just characters in my mind - I made this and thought of keeping it but I thought if the silly plot makes even 1 person laugh or something, then I'm happy, have fun]

Jayden Cross lies about his age for one reckless night with a devastatingly controlled older man. It was supposed to be anonymous. No names. No strings. No consequences. The next morning, that man walks into his lecture hall “Good morning. I’m Professor Roman Ashford.” Now the one-night stand is grading his papers. Roman is divorced, respected, and obsessed with control. Jayden is reckless, shameless, and very hard to ignore. They should stay away from each other. They don’t. Jealous classmates start whispering. An anonymous complaint hits the Dean’s office. Rumors spread across campus. Roman has everything to lose. Jayden has nothing to protect except the one man who refuses to stop looking at him. “You don’t have to call me Sir.” Jayden smiles. “That’s not the problem.”

In the Empire of Aurelith, dragons are remembered as monsters-and scholars are forbidden to question why. Lioren Quill, a quiet archivist of the Ivory Vault, never meant to uncover the truth. But when a forbidden text binds him to an ancient Bloodglyph Contract, he becomes entangled with the Empire's greatest enemy: Vaerith Draven, the last dragon sovereign, whose memories hold centuries of erased history. They are meant to destroy each other. Instead, they are forced into an alliance neither can escape. As war looms and secrets surface, Lioren must choose between loyalty to the world that raised him-or the dragon who remembers what the world tried to erase. And Vaerith must decide whether trusting a human is worth risking the last truth dragons have left. Because some bonds are written in blood. And some enemies are never meant to remain enemies.

Being transmigrated wasn't in Reis's bucket list. Being so in an unpredictable world with danger lurking everywhere? Not even in his nightmare journal. So he definitely isn't thrilled when his soul is literally dragged out into a void and forced into a foreign body. Or about the blue screen of doom, trying to convince him that everything was exactly how it was supposed to be. Like hell it was right for him to be in line for the throne. Surely, Reis had run out of luck. But that didn't mean he was foolish enough to play hero. No. Why must he sacrifice his peace for something so foolish? Reis just had to wait. Until the royal family let their guard down, and he had enough money to escape far away. Just enough to escape heaven's eyes. And someone promised to help. Someone who didn't even know how to hold a human right side up. The fearsome guardian, who, for some reason, picked the weakest human to bother. It cost Reis half his mortal soul and a bit more, but what can he do? Escaping the throne is more important than dignity. Once the trouble's off his shoulder, he'd find a peaceful land to settle in and spend the rest of his mortal life lazing away. The perfect escape plan. But how is he supposed to escape from this so-called guardian again, at least before losing himself entirely? Well, not anytime soon. *** Antihero, bitter MC X Villainous, transcend level ML.

Detatched and efficient. he has always finished his tasks till his resent task where everything starts going wrong.

It was prophesied that Queen Qara would give birth to a prince destined to be the next ruler of the kingdom of Hmagol, replacing the crippled crown prince. Fate twisted, and Queen Qara gave birth to Princess Chinua, giving the eldest son of the king's concubine a chance to inherit the throne. As the legs of the crippled crown prince of the Kingdom of Hmagol, Chinua and eight of her most trusted subordinates traveled across the Kingdom of  Hmagol to restore peace and stability to the citizens of Hmagol. The invasion by Zasra Kingdom compelled Chinua and her loyal companions into battle, and forever altering the course of her life.

I possessed a modern fantasy supporting character. Han Yi-gyeol, a villain with the name of an angel, Cheon Sa-yeon's loyal dog, and the unfortunate supporting character who dies in his stead. To avoid Cheon Sa-yeon and survive, I must use the original protagonist, Ha Tae-heon. However, Ha Tae-heon, whom I considered a lifeline, is completely indifferent to him, and Cheon Sa-yeon is rather interested. Moreover, something unexpected has occurred. The events of the original story have been brought forward, and the gate and monster levels have risen. Even the people have 'changed' from the original story. The original story I was trying to use has been ruined. (This is NOT an official translation!)

"He is the sun, warm and selfless. The other is a winter storm, distant and aloof. When these two polar opposites are thrust into a sweet but challenging journey of love, they must face a single question: Can a fairy tale survive in the real world? Follow their story as they navigate a path where every heart-fluttering moment could either lead to a successful union or a life-changing goodbye."

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off. ****** A guideverse story with a little twist, hot and cold romance with a whole lot of slow burn (emphasis on burn because the MC refuses to admit his feelings, the stubborn fool).

Let’s be frank: my stepmother is human trash. She has always been, and she’ll always be. That’s just how life is. But I’ve got to admit that she’s outdoing herself today. ‘Cause, darn, she’s just told me, first thing in the goddamn morning, that I’m to be wed in a few hours’ time for the prosperity of the clan. That has the merit to be crystal clear, at least. Alright, sure. Fine. I can live with an arranged marriage. It’s not the worst thing she’s done. What’s not fine, though, is my spouse’s gender, age, and species. I want to make three points clear: 1. I’m not into men. 2. I’m not into older people. 3. I’m not into other species. Guess what? It appears my future partner is everything listed above. Male, old enough to be my ancestor, and a demon! ...Is it too late to run away? Asking for a friend. ______________________________ Doesn’t-give-a-fuck-anymore human x pampering older demon [BL] ______________________________ Free of copyright picture used for the bookcover by Leonhard_Niederwimmer

He's dying... And never know he still has the strength to moan until Lucian Vale walks into his life. The cold, untouchable billionaire CEO with a flawless image, Rowan Donovan has six months left to live. Rowan has never desired a man. Never imagined wanting one. Never questioned who he was—until one day, he encounters a distinctively strange man, Lucian Vale. Lucian looks at him like he already knows how Rowan tastes. Lucian is sin dressed as a smile. Too bold. Too close. Too aware of the way Rowan stiffens when their bodies brush, the way his breath hitches when Lucian’s voice drops lower, slower, deliberate. Rowan tells himself it’s stress. Curiosity. A lapse in control. But his body doesn’t lie. He reacts to Lucian in ways he never has before- hard, desperate, undone. He moans for a man whose touch feels dangerous and addictive, whose hands don’t ask permission before taking what Rowan never knew he could give. What starts as secret nights meant to silence curiosity turns into something darker and deeper: need, craving, surrender. And somewhere between sweat-soaked sheets and whispered breaths, Rowan realizes the most terrifying truth of all— he doesn’t just want Lucian’s body. He wants to live. But Lucian is hiding something. Did Lucian just come to make the dying CEO moan before his death… or to decide whether he deserves to survive?