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I #Yield to You by 月空潇 #omegaverse #mpreg #shortstory For ten years, Alpha Jiang Zhiheng has beaten his childhood rival Pei Yanzhou at everything. When their latest wager is who can marry and have a child first, Zhiheng appears to win by announcing his engagement to the Omega Cen Yan, but what Yanzhou does not know is that Zhiheng is already pregnant after a disastrous night abroad—and Yanzhou is the father. As Yanzhou sabotages every step toward the wedding while insisting it is all for the sake of friendship, Zhiheng finally leaves, forcing the hopelessly oblivious Alpha to face whom he has loved all along.

Because His Majesty is as beautiful as a flower. Yan Weichu ascended the throne at the age of seven. By seventeen, he had seized power from the Empress Dowager and officially began ruling in his own right. But the imperial court was anything but stable. Yan Weichu feared rebellion from his uncle stationed at the frontier. Though the old man himself wasn’t very capable, he had a son renowned for his military prowess and nearly unbeatable on the battlefield. Yan Weichu admired this cousin’s talents and summoned him back to the capital with plans to sow discord between father and son. But the cousin was aloof, proud, and unmoved by wealth or rank. Out of options, Yan Weichu devised a desperate strategy—he would seduce him. Unfortunately, his cousin had high standards and picky tastes. After several failed attempts at sending beautiful companions, His Majesty was forced to step in personally. *** To avoid court intrigue and ease the emperor’s suspicion, Xie Xiao took a male spouse. His young husband was charming, lively, breathtakingly beautiful—and openly affectionate, practically throwing himself into Xie Xiao’s arms with adoration. The newlyweds lived in sweet bliss… until Xie Xiao realized that the lovely figure in his bed was none other than the little emperor himself. Xie Xiao bolted out of the capital that very night. Then came shocking news from the city, His Majesty was choosing an empress. Xie Xiao: ??? Furious and panicked, he swore this marriage was his to win back.

Sword Dao genius Yun Xueqing of the Cultivation Realm suffered grave injuries in the Huai Deer Battle a millennium ago and fell into a deep slumber from then on. When he awoke, he found that the world outside had changed beyond recognition. The locals dressed in bizarre attire, all crammed into massive iron boxes that raced about, pursued by hordes of ghosts and monsters snapping at their heels. Even the site of his sect had been reduced to a barren mountaintop. Yun Xueqing came back to his senses and slowly typed out a “?” * In the year 2513 of the Star Calendar, on an ordinary day, the first drop of Temporal Rain fell to the earth, heralding the arrival of the Weird. Vegetation withered, the city filled with strange tales, the entire world mutated, and the living were dragged into Weird Domains for trials of life and death. After the life-and-death trials, humanity’s numbers had halved. Yet amid this irreversible catastrophic destruction, new hope was born. New humans reborn through the baptism of Temporal Rain and granted special abilities in the Weird Domains—we named them Oracles. * While fleeing for his life, Fu Wuxuan unexpectedly picked up a chuunibyou. The chuunibyou was strikingly handsome with an exceptional demeanor, but his brain didn’t seem to work right—he spoke in riddles that left people baffled. His living habits were also peculiar: he kept his hair grown out to his hips, sat cross-legged in meditation at midnight, and constantly muttered about achieving the Great Dao and achieving Ascension soon. Fu Wuxuan pitied the chuunibyou as an ordinary person—soft and delicate in appearance, not too bright, and thus liable to be bullied. Out of rare compassion, he brought him along during the escape. One day, a Weird boss arrived at the door with a pack of Weirds in tow. Fu Wuxuan had no choice but to tell the chuunibyou to run first while he stayed behind for a suicidal last stand against the boss. But the chuunibyou merely cast him a sidelong glance, then calmly drew the long sword from his back and swung it casually. With that single sword strike, mountains split and seas parted—the Weirds opposite him had their life forces utterly severed. Fu Wuxuan: “……” *I may have underestimated this chuunibyou’s combat prowess.* Character Setup: Gabby mad-dog Oracle × Fake-gentle, truly aloof and scheming black-bellied Sword Cultivator Not pure wish-fulfillment. This story is fundamentally infinite-flow puzzle-solving; protagonists start weak in combat and recover power later. Content Tags: Immortal Heroics & Cultivation, Apocalypse, Infinite Flow, Progression, Serious Drama, Ensemble Cast

Peach #Omen by Bai Jiezi #xianxia #historical He lived as a married couple with his archenemy for three whole years, in an illusion. *** Rong Zhao was born into the most prestigious sect in the Eastern Continent. With exceptional talent and peerless potential, he was the undisputed successor to the sect leader. His only true rival? Wu Jianxu, heir of another great sect. In terms of talent, cultivation, and mental fortitude, they were evenly matched. Both were calculating and ambitious, and had long been locked in a fierce rivalry. Until one day, during a joint cultivation trial, they both fell into the same illusion realm, where they became husbands and for three full years. A dream like mist, now vanished. Looking back, all they felt was regret… and something more.

Film Emperor Sang Weilian was mired in negative public opinion due to Pheromone Disorder Syndrome. He resisted his biological instincts until a certain pheromone outbreak occurred. He slept with a stranger, an Alpha. The bad news: He was temporarily marked. The good news: The Alpha’s name was Lu Lin. Not only did his pheromones have a miraculous effect on the disorder, but he also claimed to be an industry insider. Hearing that unfamiliar name and seeing those evasive eyes, Sang Weilian concluded he was definitely an “18th-tier” (D-list) nobody who could be easily handled with resources. Overjoyed, Sang Weilian thought: Anything that can be solved with money and resources is no problem at all! Thus, with a grand wave of his hand, he declared: “Continue this current relationship with me, and I can give you whatever you want.” Lu Lin’s eyes burned with intensity. He lowered his gaze and asked with a smile, “Brother won’t regret this?” Sang Weilian replied firmly, “Of course not!” The “Heaven’s Chosen Alpha” Lu Lin, who had just returned to the country, happened to encounter his dream lover at the very company he was about to take over. Within three days, they had gone all the way to home base. The bad news: Sang Weilian didn’t just dislike him; he thought he was a D-list actor begging for resources. The good news: Sang Weilian couldn’t live without his pheromones. Lu Lin, the “Green Tea Scheming Dog,” smiled: Right now he can’t leave my pheromones; in the future, he won’t be able to leave me. From then on When Sang Weilian taught a Beta how to act, Lu Lin acted dejected: “I’m so envious that he has Brother to teach him. It must be because I’m not working hard enough.” When Sang Weilian wanted to go to a dinner party with other Alphas, Lu Lin acted aggrieved: “It’s okay, I can eat very well all by myself.” When Sang Weilian stood him up, Lu Lin acted frustrated: “It’s all my fault. I can’t control my rut properly, making Brother worry.” Sang Weilian: “…Fine, fine.” Lu Lin was tight-lipped, obedient, handsome, and great in bed; plus, their compatibility was incredibly high. Sang Weilian found himself falling for him and considered making their relationship official. However, one day, Sang Weilian made a last-minute decision to attend a banquet, only to unexpectedly see Lu Lin surrounded by high-level executives. The Alpha who had been holding him tenderly just a few days ago was now dressed in a suit, looking handsome, steady, and serious. Sang Weilian: What should I do if the ‘D-list actor’ I agreed on suddenly becomes my top boss? Waiting online, it’s very urgent. One-sentence Introduction: What should I do when I wake up and realize I’ve accidentally slept with my boss? Theme: Face yourself with honesty and embrace self-love.

Sheng Qing died, but he unexpectedly transmigrated into a book and met a System. As long as he successfully “conquered” the male lead, he could be resurrected. He thought he had transmigrated into a BL (Boys’ Love) novel, but it turned out to be a straight romance novel! To complete his mission and return to life as quickly as possible, Sheng Qing meticulously drafted a “Conquest Plan.” Plan One: Flattery and brown-nosing. Plan Two: Drive away every “peach blossom” (romantic rival) around the lead. Plan Three: Seduction. The plan was proceeding perfectly. The male lead’s favorability rating for Sheng Qing was skyrocketing toward 100—until, at the final moment, the “Conquest Plan” was discovered. Disaster! Sheng Qing fled back to his own small apartment overnight. Outside, the rain was relentless and thunder rolled. Sheng Qing lay in his small bed, sleeping fitfully. In his daze, he felt a large hand rest on his waist, circling his stomach over and over. “Baby, why did you run?” A hot breath fanned against Sheng Qing’s ear. He jolted awake instantly and tried to flee, only to be forcibly dragged back by the man. “…Fu Nanyi?” Seeing the man’s face clearly, Sheng Qing’s lips trembled involuntarily. “Baby, are you afraid of me?” A low chuckle sounded in his ear—Sheng Qing swore it was the most terrifying sound he had ever heard. After another failed escape attempt, Sheng Qing curled into the corner of the bed, trying to feign illness to escape. “Nanyi, I… my head hurts.” “Baby.” Fu Nanyi grabbed his ankle, jerking him forward with a sharp pull. His well-defined fingers clamped onto Sheng Qing’s chin. “Why did you try to leave me?” Before Sheng Qing could even offer an excuse, there was a sharp click. His hands were shackled and pinned above his head. A whisper drifted into his ear: “Baby, stay here and keep me company forever…”

My Scumbag Boyfriend Sent His #Twin. I’m Keeping Him by You You Lu Ming #shortstory #fantsy #mature My online boyfriend thought I was a girl. When he found out the truth, he sent his icy older twin to our first date—and told me to greet him with a kiss. I was still kissing the wrong brother when golden reader comments appeared, warning that I was disposable cannon fodder in a romance novel. Apparently, this gorgeous man had come to get rid of me. Instead, he deleted his brother’s messages and said, “Add my new account. We’ll start again.” Well, if my s*umbag boyfriend was giving away a man this handsome, who was I to refuse?

[On the surface, a cold and aloof Saint Son shou × a demon gong who transforms from a loyal dog to a mad dog] Also known as “The Old Demon’s Breakdown Record” One-sentence summary: He thought he was seeking revenge, but in reality, he had already started liking the other person long before he was stabbed, yet he stubbornly refused to admit it, leading to the old demon’s relentless pursuit of his beloved. A thousand years ago, the Saint Son pierced the demon’s heart with a sharp sword. A thousand years later, the demon awakens from hell, vowing revenge. But when the demon returns to the human world and arrives at the temple, he finds that the current Saint Son is no longer as powerful as he was a thousand years ago. Instead, he is imprisoned by the church, as fragile as a delicate porcelain that could shatter at a touch. The demon is disappointed. He almost gives up on his revenge because it seems pointless and boring. —Until the seemingly weak and easily bullied Saint Son once again plunges a sharp dagger into his chest. Crimson blood flows from the wound, yet the demon laughs, wiping the splattered blood from the Saint Son’s cheek, saying: “You’re still the same as before.” The Saint Son has reincarnated too many times, forgetting many past events, including past grudges. Until the enemy comes knocking. But this so-called “enemy” who claims to want to cut him into pieces ends up taking him to bed instead. The Saint Son, pinned to the bed: What kind of revenge is this?! … The demon is determined to avenge the heart-piercing grudge from a thousand years ago, but rather than returning the favor with a sword, he wants to see this deity, who has been placed on a pedestal and untouched by the world, fall into the mire. But when the Saint Son is truly betrayed by everyone, offered as a sacrifice to the gods by the believers, Asmodeus feels no joy in his revenge. He thinks, it must be because this is not enough. He not only wants the Saint Son to fall into the mud, but he also wants this person to accompany him in hell for a lifetime. 3. The Saint Son is cold-hearted and emotionless, as pure and untainted by the world as the gods in the temple. Therefore, no one would expect that the church’s downfall, the purge of heretics, and the collusion with demons were all his doing. An old friend questions him, asking what his purpose is. He answers, to end the suffering in the world. A thousand years ago, that was why he was born into this world. To him, the process doesn’t matter, the means don’t matter, as long as the result is right. So he doesn’t care about infamy, allows betrayal, and doesn’t mind the shameful marks the demon leaves on his body. But after everything settles, the once desireless and indifferent Saint Son experiences loneliness for the first time. Walking alone in the world, he recalls the figure that embraced him in the dark corner.