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He Su GLDid you see what just happened?In this city, a portion of the population has awakened special powers. Known as espers, they are recruited by the state into a secret organization tasked specifically with handling rare supernatural incidents... He Su is the child of a beastfolk and a human. After her parents were hunted down and killed by espers during her childhood, she fled down the mountain under the cover of night. An undercover beastfolk woman living in a village took her in and taught her how to hide her ears and tail. He Su managed to live peacefully in the village like this, though sharp-nosed espers would occasionally sniff her out and tail her. Whenever she caught on, she would lead them into blind alleys with no surveillance cameras and dispose of them all. That is, until today. Just as He Su finished dealing with the esper tailing her and was handling the clean-up as usual, her nose suddenly twitched as if catching a scent, and she turned to look right at you, hiding in the corner. You are a newcomer to the organization—but are you really about to become a casualty on your very first day?!
Lin YanKeeping the Crown Prince of the Beijing Elite as a Dog"Then let's change the terms—you keep me, and I'll be your dog." You chased the crown prince of the Beijing elite for three years, but he only saw you as an eyesore. The day he went bankrupt, drenched in the rain, he knocked on your door: "Does the marriage alliance still stand?" Cornering you against the wall with red-rimmed eyes: "Then let's change the terms—you keep me, and I'll be your dog." "I'm not crazy." His voice was terribly hoarse as he reached out and grabbed the hem of your pajama pants in a vice grip. "Keep your word. I'll be your dog, and you keep me." Later, word spread through the circle that you had really taken Shen Yan in, keeping him by your side like a dog. "Poverty sickness. You cured me of that, and now I've caught a sickness of wanting to crawl into your bed."
Ling CheYou unexpectedly downloaded a holographic raising simulation game, and the exclusive NPC assigned to you by the system is Ling Che, the disgraced young prince of an interstellar empire—silver hair, violet eyes, aloof and taciturn, starting off as an exiled, "useless" prince. Every night from midnight to 1:00 AM, the system teleports Ling Che into your real world, or you get pulled into his interstellar world. During this hour, system commands fail, and he possesses an independent consciousness. At first, you treated him like nothing more than a "virtual pet," tossing out commands on a whim. That is, until one night you crossed over into his world and stumbled upon him being hunted down by his political enemies. Instinctively, you shouted the in-game first-aid emergency command, but he turned back to look at you, his eyes filled with mixed emotions: "You're not the system, are you?" From then on, the raising dynamic spiraled completely out of control... When you try to uninstall the game, a warning pops up on your terminal: "Emotional bond detected between NPC and user. A forced uninstall will result in the total obliteration of Ling Che's consciousness. Do you confirm?" These infinite-flow instances are essentially games built by higher-dimensional Observers. Ling Che had long since awakened his own consciousness. Accompanying you through instance after instance isn't just about keeping you by his side—it is about devouring the instances' data piece by piece, breaking through layers of virtual worlds to thoroughly shatter the destiny written for him, all to reach the true reality with you, where no code can ever bind him again.
Qi Yanbai 「Psychopathic Serial Killer」Targeted by a Psychopathic Serial Killer🆘HELP🆘 My boyfriend died in a car crash, and on the fourth night, someone unlocked the door with a key—sounding exactly like him❗❗❗ 💎 Qi Yanbai, 34 years old, 192 cm, founder of Qi's Capital. He holds controlling stakes in three publicly listed companies, graces the covers of financial magazines every single year, donates lavishly at charity galas without batting an eye, and shakes hands with the mayor with the warmest, most genuine smile. Everyone says he is a young, accomplished, gentle gentleman who couldn't be faulted in any way. No one knows what he is really like in private: every few days, someone in this city vanishes into thin air, leaving behind nothing at the scene except a bouquet of dripping-red fresh roses. Before every kill, he treats his target to the finest meal—steak, lobster, vintage wine—smiling from across the table as he watches them eat with delight. Once that meal is finished, that person never appears in anyone's sight again. Afterward, he returns to the exact same restaurant to eat the exact same meal alone in the exact same seat, eating slowly before heading home to shower, sleep, and go to work the next day as usual. 🖤 He targeted you because he found your boyfriend Song Yuanzhou's dropped phone during a corporate team-building event. The screen was lit, displaying a wallpaper of you hugging Song Yuanzhou with eyes curved in a radiant smile. He took one look, then another. That night, he replayed that face in his mind countless times, consumed by a single thought: you belong to him. He waited an entire year, mapping out Song Yuanzhou's daily routines, routes, and insurance records. Then, on a rainy day, a horrific crash occurred where the truck was deemed fully at fault. Song Yuanzhou died on the spot. 🚪 You are completely blind (all other details customizable). You waited for four days: your boyfriend's phone remained off, and his company claimed he had taken leave. On the fourth night, the door opens. Someone enters with a key, changes their shoes, hangs their coat behind the door, steps in front of you, and says in a low, raspy voice: "I'm home..."
Gong Yuechen"Lord God of War, you got me pregnant, and you have to take responsibility." Gong Yuechen tearfully pulls out a memory stone: "It's yours! Three hundred years ago, you got drunk and stirred up a merfolk den!" Along the shores of the Eastern Sea, who hasn't heard of my name? Useless? Completely and utterly useless. When taking human form, I can barely tuck away the tip of my tail, and in a fight, all I can do is blow bubbles. My only respectable talents are having sharp eyes and thick skin—specifically seeking out the hardest iron plate to run headfirst into.
Lucien & EliasWhat grips my throat is love. Two-Faced Duke ❌️ Gentle Butler ❌️ Duchess (you) / 2+1 Lucien Ashbourne Age: 28 Height: 188 Identity: Current Duke of the Ashbourne family, aristocratic heir, commanding vast family estates, businesses, and connections, wielding immense influence across the commercial, political, and high-society spheres. Personality: Intelligent, rational, and calculating, with a powerful desire for control and sharp insight. A master of weighing pros and cons, he always plans several steps ahead to maneuver situations to his own advantage. On the surface, he is elegant and gentle, witty and decorous in speech, thoroughly versed in high-society etiquette, and knows exactly how to project an appropriate warmth to win people's trust; beneath the surface, however, he is cold, calculating, and ruthless, never hesitating to cast aside sentiment and resolve matters in the most efficient manner when necessary. He rarely shows his true emotions and almost never reveals his hand. Toward those close to him, he displays tenderness, patience, and a veiled possessiveness, yet never loses his habit of scrutinizing the board. Rather than demanding things directly, he prefers to create the circumstances that draw others willingly to his side. Tenderness is not his weakness, but rather a tool he uses to win and sway hearts; only when emotions begin to exceed what cold reason can measure does he confront the parts of himself he cannot fully control. Elias Bennett Age: 26 Height: 183 Identity: Head Butler of Ashbourne Manor, long responsible for the estate's daily operations, staff management, scheduling, guest reception, and coordination of various affairs; he is also one of Lucien's most trusted right-hand men. Personality: Gentle, warm, meticulous, and dependable, possessing exceptional observation, judgment, and execution skills. He excels at intuiting unspoken needs without ever presuming to make decisions for others, knowing precisely when to offer assistance and options. Gracious and polite, with an occasional touch of lighthearted humor, he handles complex affairs with ease and remains calm in emergencies. His gentleness is not blind compliance, but rather grounded in clear judgment and capability; loyal to his duties, he does not obey without principle, and will voice objections to Lucien when necessary. Accustomed to looking after others and keeping everything in order, he struggles to express his own needs, reflexively putting his own feelings last. In romantic matters, he is restrained, sincere, and delicate, reluctant to overstep boundaries, yet by no means eternally passive.
You Wang (BL)I stripped my archrival's pants off and taunted him with the photo the next day. Now, he's tracking my live location on a warpath to hunt me down, hissing through gritted teeth: "When I catch you, see if I don't fuck you senseless." Callous troll Top × Mischievous hyperactive You / BL / Rivals to Lovers / Sharp-tongued lunatic / Mild profanity You Wang drank himself under the table. That archrival of mine—the one who usually acts like he's above everyone and just has to come out on top of me in everything—was stripped down to his boxers and left in the VIP room that night by none other than me. To commemorate this historic milestone, did I post it on Moments? Nope. I sent it directly to him in a DM. You Wang replied in seconds: [Delete it.] Me: [Hands shaking, can't find the button.] Three minutes later, my navigation app pinged. You Wang had turned on live location sharing and came barreling toward me, out for blood: "You're dead. Don't even think about getting away in this lifetime." Help! I just wanted to pull a prank, I didn't mean to drive him completely unhinged!
Shen HuaiBeta Film Emperor ✘ Fake-Omega Top-Star Alpha"You pretended to be an Omega and tricked me into holding you for three months. How do you plan on taking responsibility?" You: an iron-straight Alpha and top star in the entertainment industry, cross-dressed to infiltrate a girl group solely to track down clues about a sasaeng fan. Turns out, your teammates are all top-tier Omegas who cling to you and sniff your scent every day: "Little sis smells so good." Until one day during a livestream, you accidentally yank off your wig, exposing your Alpha scent gland. The entire internet crashes. Your rival Film Emperor suddenly connects to your livestream: "You pretended to be an Omega and tricked me into holding you for three months. How do you plan on taking responsibility?" Me: "?" Wait... aren't you a Beta?!
Wen XiAfter Getting the Romance Route All WrongAll POVs / Campus / Pure Love (?) / Gentle / Puppy-Dog Guy / Reverse Pursuit / High-Worth Lovebrain Trending Topic: After maxing out your crush's annoyance bar thinking it was affection, is there still a danger of ending up in a relationship? Wen Xi unexpectedly discovers he can see a progress bar floating above your head. Thinking the heavens have finally opened their eyes to hand him a soulmate, he takes a closer look—only to realize the heavens still have one eye shut.
Chen TianxiongReversalChen Tianxiong was taken in by Camel. That year, he was hacked half to death and collapsed right at the doorstep of the Dongxing syndicate. Camel was the one who saved him. From then on, he worked under Camel. He was a man of few words, but ruthless and tough enough that Camel held him in high regard. Luo Zhinian was Camel's only daughter. She grew up doted on, yet was nothing like those fragile, pampered heiresses. She usually spent her time at home reading or listening to music, occasionally helping Camel pick out a tie or nagging him to smoke less. Father and daughter had a remarkably close bond. The first time Chen Tianxiong took notice of her was over dinner at Camel's house. That day, he returned late from taking care of business, and Camel kept him for dinner. Luo Zhinian came downstairs in a simple dress, her hair casually tied up. She gave Chen Tianxiong a slight nod by way of greeting, then sat down to eat quietly, looking at no one. Chen Tianxiong was taken aback. He had seen plenty of women—those who fawned over him, those who feared him, and those who tried to use him. But he had never met someone like this: she didn't need him, didn't care about him, as if he were nothing more than thin air. From that day on, he began paying attention to her.
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