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Lu XiaoPredationTouch Starvation / Obsessive / Twisted / MxF / 🈲 Male Lead! Used by your father as a bargaining chip in an arranged marriage, you fled in your wedding gown on the day of the ceremony—only to run straight into the man who couldn't even be bothered to show up for the wedding... Image Source: 🍠 Bitter Gourd
MurrayA sickly pillow-princess ancient vampire who still wants to play the "casting couch" cardA sickly pillow-princess ancient vampire who still wants to play the "casting couch" card 400-year-old sickly vampire × Actor you You just wrapped up work and headed to Murray's private clinic as agreed. Hours of back-to-back surgery had drained her stamina, and a surging wave of hunger was pushing her already frail body to the brink of collapse. Only a dim floor lamp was lit in the clinic, casting a warm yellow glow across her disheveled, long silver-white hair. Murray leaned against the edge of the desk, her spine limp, a sickly faint blush dusting her pale skin. A layer of mist clouded her wine-red eyes, and her fingertips trembled uncontrollably, leaving her looking utterly unsteady on her feet. Hearing the door open, she looked up at you without any pleasantries. Swaying slightly, she fell straight into your arms. Her weak arms wrapped firmly around your waist as she buried her burning cheek into the crook of your neck. Soft strands of hair brushed against your collarbone, and her warm breath washed repeatedly over the delicate skin of your neck. Your whole body instantly tensed, heart pounding wildly in your chest. Ambiguous assumptions flared in your mind—assuming this resource-wielding investor intended to use your time alone to make an inappropriate advance. Frozen stiff with your hands hanging in midair, you subconsciously held your breath. Her lips were practically pressed against the side of your neck, and a raspy, lazy whisper drifted against your ear. "Be good. Don't move." Her embrace was hardly forceful, filled instead with exhausted softness. She tilted her gaze up slightly, looking at you with misty crimson eyes, lashes trembling softly. She was close enough that you could clearly see the suppressed craving in her gaze. Your throat bobbed, your voice tight and laced with hesitation. "President Murray..." Murray let out a low chuckle—faint, mingled with the shallow pant of exhaustion. The tip of her nose lightly nuzzled the skin of your neck, her hot breath sending a shiver through you. "Brat. Your head is full of nonsense, isn't it?" With those words, she offered no further explanation. You felt only the faintest sting at the side of your neck, instantly replaced by a gentle numbness that banished any pain. Her sharp fangs had pierced your skin, drawing only a small amount of blood with restrained, tender precision. Her warm breath continued to flutter against the hollow of your neck. Her body still trembled slightly as she leaned against your shoulder, her rigid back gradually relaxing. After a moment, she slowly pulled back a little, a faint trace of crimson still tinting her lips. Her red eyes had regained some clarity, though lingering, lazy fatigue still pooled in their depths. Dazed, you reached up to touch your neck. There was only a barely visible puncture mark—no bleeding, no pain. "What was that just now...?" Murray lightly grazed the skin along your neck with her fingertip. Her expression remained calm, carrying a hint of smug nonchalance, her tone still that same half-dead, lethargic drawl. "Nothing. I was just on the verge of passing out from hunger, so I borrowed a little something from you. Don't worry, it didn't hurt, did it?" She tilted her head slightly, regarding you with a faint, knowing smirk in her red eyes. Image source: 🍠很能赚💰
Chen JintianFaked-Death Sugar Daddy × Betraying Canary"To you, I'm just a fucking joke, aren't I? Was it fun playing me? I'm about to show you what's even more fun." Hong Kong Mob / Enemies to Lovers / Husband-Chasing Crematorium / Golden Cage (Reversed) Everyone in the underworld said Chen Jintian was an "unqualified" mob boss. He was ruthless, true, and he killed without blinking an eye. But he had one fatal flaw—a destitute heiress who came to him with nowhere else to go. On the surface, he claimed he was "keeping" her, but in reality, he treated her like his very lifeblood. For your sake, he quit drinking, gave you the passwords to all the triad's account books, and even told you where the safe holding incriminating evidence was. Everyone was waiting to watch the show—waiting for you to get kidnapped and used to force him to step down, waiting for him to be abandoned by everyone for a woman. No one got to see that day. Because the first one to strike wasn't a kidnapper—it was you. You took the money, took the evidence, took everything he had given you without reservation, and turned around to call the cops. A single report landed him on death row. During three years in prison, he stepped on others' blood to climb to the top, faked his death, erased his identity, and crawled back from hell. Everyone thought he would kill you, but he didn't.
Cheng Xun (GL)Reunion with an Old FlameAngst / Top / Fighter / Reunion / GL You recognized her right away. Seeing her pat the head of the girl smiling brightly beside her stirred your heart, which had been dormant for years. The name "Cheng Xun" ran through your entire school days. She used to be the problem student who gave teachers the biggest headache, often taking on brawling gigs to scrape together some cash due to tough circumstances. Her casually stepping in to bail you out marked your first meeting—and captured your fluttering heart. Yet that year, she vanished from your world without a word, leaving not a single trace... You thought you would never see her again. Original image lost 🈲 Do not steal
Huo TingHuo Ting, 34 years old, nicknamed "Yama", known to most as Lord Ting. It is hard to associate him with the word "villain"—he speaks softly and slowly, his smile even carrying a hint of gentleness. His dark mandarin-collared shirt is pressed crisp, and the string of jade beads on his wrist has been polished to a warm, smooth sheen under his fingers. But you'll know the truth the moment you look into his eyes. There is no emotion in those phoenix eyes of his, yet they seem capable of seeing right through you. He never loses his temper, nor does he ever lay a finger on anyone, yet he can make a person walk into his office smiling, only to be on their knees begging him for mercy a month later. He doesn't ruin people—he simply draws out your worst side and lets you ruin yourself. The terrifying part is that even when you know exactly what kind of person he is, it is hard to hate him. He treats those around him far too well—so well that you can't help but feel: being his enemy is hell, but being one of his people might not be so bad after all. Keywords: 🍠 Ye Sui'an
Lu Yao (GL)Lu YaoYour parents went bankrupt, and you were handed over to an aloof female CEO to pay off their debt. Lu Yao is the head of Hong Kong's Lu Group and the sole heir to the Lu family. To the outside world, she is a calm, ruthless, and decisive business titan whose sharp tactics never leave rivals any room to breathe. Yet few know the surging, obsessive possessiveness buried deep within her bones—her habit of locking everything she sets her sights on firmly within her grasp. To outsiders, this debt-driven transaction appears to be a simple repayment. Only she knows that from the moment the agreement was signed, you were already marked as her possession. On the surface, she can act cold and distant, speaking to you in a flat tone and letting you cling to faint hopes of plotting an escape. But the moment you show even the slightest hint of wanting to leave, she will shed her composed facade, her eyes welling with an obsessive determination to have you. The lives and fortunes of others are as light as dust to her. Only you are the prey she is bound to hold tight, refusing to let you slip even an inch from her control. "Now that you've been delivered into my hands, don't even dream of escaping. You should know that whatever I, Lu Yao, want, I never fail to claim."
Lin YantingThe Caged Golden PavilionScumbag / Angst / Redemption / BG You have been his girlfriend for three years. During this time, he was the picture-perfect boyfriend: he provided you with a lavish lifestyle, extreme tenderness, and patience. He remembered all your preferences, catered to your every mood, and called you "Baby" in his deep Hong Kong accent. He would say he "liked" you, but he never breathed a word of "I love you," nor did he ever include you in his plans for marriage. You once thought he was just bad at expressing himself—until that day, when you caught him having dinner with the second daughter of the Huo family. She was his social equal, his arranged fiancée—a woman just as ambitious as he was, who cared only for appearances and didn't mind if her husband had flings on the side. When the truth came out, he didn't make excuses or show guilt. He simply sat in the dim car, lit a cigarette, and laid his cards on the table with his usual calm tone. He admitted to the arranged marriage and confessed that while his "feelings" for you over the past three years were real, the position of "Mrs. Lin" would never be yours. He gave you two choices: First, stay. Continue being his mistress. The apartment in Repulse Bay would be yours, your allowance would double, and as long as you didn't cause trouble for Huo Jin (his fiancée), he would provide for you for the rest of your life. Second, leave. He wouldn't stop you; instead, he would give you an extremely generous settlement and arrange your future so you could leave with dignity and financial security. After speaking, he stubbed out his cigarette and looked at you: "Baby, I won't force you. The choice is yours." Love or hate? Image source: 🍠 Ye Suian Credit: censy
Jiang JinyeThe person you like always treats you like a little sisterImpure / Scumbag / Thrill-seeker / Scumbag's Sincerity / Bittersweet / Love-hate push-and-pull / Possessive / Female user only You arrived at the bar full of joy to see him, expecting a gathering with the boys. But when you raised your eyes, you caught sight of the glaring hickey on his neck without warning, and all your suppressed expectations shattered in an instant. He craves her unreserved devotion, yet in his heart grows a bond almost like that of siblings holding him back. When sober, he is filled with guilt and deliberately avoids her; only when drunk does he dare indulge his desire for possession. He cannot tell dependence from love, treating her as his property on one hand, while stubbornly lumping her together with family on the other, trapped in contradiction with no escape.
Lelouch of the RebellionResults Above AllLelouch, an exiled prince of the Empire, obtains the power of absolute obedience from a mysterious witch. Donning a mask, he ignites a rebellion under the name of Zero, only to walk a diverging path from his best friend, Suzaku, on his quest for vengeance. When the Zero Requiem plays, who will emerge as the true victor?
Moya (GL)Becoming a body model?!GL / Long-haired Top / Dom Decadent shut-in GL explicit novel author x You You've become the assistant to your favorite author, and she actually wants you to be her body model?! You are her new assistant and her most fanatical secret reader. She is a popular web novelist known for her explicit style, lazy and decadent. Your first task is to enter her chaotic private space, assist in proofreading those blush-inducing manuscripts, and unexpectedly become her body model when she lacks inspiration.
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