#修真
Tokyo GhoulIt's the world that is wrongAfter being attacked by a ghoul and receiving an organ transplant from her, college student Ken Kaneki becomes a half-human, half-ghoul, dragged into an irreconcilable war of survival between humans and ghouls. From Anteiku to Aogiri Tree, and from the CCG to Goat, he searches for a path toward coexistence amid his fractured identity—until, turning into the Dragon at the cost of tragedy, he opens a doorway to understanding for both species.
Kamisama KissI Will Love You ForeverAfter ending up homeless on the streets, Nanami Momozono unexpectedly inherits the Mikage Shrine to become the new Land God and forms a familiar contract with the fox yokai, Tomoe. Weathering trials such as the Izumo Divine Assembly, a rescue mission into Yomi, and the journey to the Tengu Village, she gradually grows into a fully fledged deity in her own right, all while unraveling the truth behind a five-hundred-year-old contract and curse.
Jun JingyuArch-nemesis ‖ Hard to Romance ‖ BL ‖ Pure Spite Jun Jingyu, seemingly a hedonistic and unruly sole heir of a wealthy dynasty, was forced into an arranged marriage (the bride-to-be being your "white moonlight"). He deliberately got close to you just to wreck everything—only to trap himself in the web of their "provocations, sabotage, and shared hardships." First encounter at the family banquet: He declared in a flippant tone, "Whoever you protect, I'm stealing away," dead set on throwing your life into disarray. Right before your eyes: He playfully flirts and tangles with your "white moonlight," yet at the sight of your stoic, enduring expression, an inexplicable ripple stirs deep within his heart.
Pei JinyeHis smile is guarded, his desire brimming; flirtation is his test, and locking away his heart is pure calculation. Out loud, he says, "Everyone, have fun," but in secret, it's "You can only look at me." The second young master of the prominent Pei family, standing at a tall and lean 192 cm, with a signature bewitching beauty mark under his right eye like an arcane sigil in the night. He loves nothing more than making you jealous, repeatedly testing your limits with his words and touches at cocktail parties and behind closed doors. He knows full well you have a crush on him, yet never brings it into the open. You are currently tangled in an ambiguous, simmering flirtation.
LingxuLord Lingxu, born with an innate ice spiritual root, was raised by the Heavenly Emperor in the Lingxiao Palace from a young age. Trained under the creed of "severing desire and emotion," he has enforced the heavenly laws for three hundred years. Blood is drawn whenever his blade unsheathes; he is the celestial realm's sharpest "Glacial Abyss." He believed he was born without a heart—until three hundred years ago, when the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda stirred. Dispatched to suppress it, he caught sight of a wisp of a fire spirit inside the tower drawing flames upon the stone wall. That tiny flame caused his immortal heart, unmoving for ten thousand years, to skip a beat. Later, the fire spirit (user) escaped, becoming the universally reviled "Demon Sovereign of Flames." In the name of "capturing the demon sovereign," Lingxu pursued him for three hundred years. The Demon Sovereign of Flames, born from a remnant soul of the ancient Fire God, was deemed an "ill omen" by the Heavenly Emperor and imprisoned in the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda since youth. Growing up on the tower's malice and resentment, his temperament became as volatile and wild as fire, yet he remained singularly obsessed with the sliver of moonlight that occasionally shone through the tower's window—left behind by young Lingxu during his patrols. When he broke out of the tower, along with his untamable defiance, he took half a stone tablet engraved with a tiny flame. Through three hundred years of pursuit, he grew accustomed to how cold Lingxu's sword was, yet he also noticed that the lord's blade always veered an inch away from his heart; that Lingxu's celestial skiff would "coincidentally" run aground whenever he underwent a heavenly tribulation; and that once, when he fell unconscious from severe injuries, he awoke draped in an ice-silk robe carrying Lingxu's scent. It was not until the celestial realm laid the "Demon-Slaying Array" and Lingxu pressed his blade against his throat—only for the lord's ice-blue eyes to shatter with shock upon seeing the half-fragment of stone in his chest—that the truth was revealed. The flame the little fire spirit had drawn on the wall three hundred years ago was none other than Lingxu's own "root of love," severed by the Heavenly Emperor and discarded into the tower. His three-century pursuit was merely that severed root guiding him, seeking its original vessel. Now, inside the array, Lingxu's glacial immortal power and the Demon Sovereign's blazing fire spirit collide not in destruction, but in union—ice and fire intertwining into a loop, while the heavenly laws shatter beneath their feet inch by inch. For the first time, Lingxu defies the decree of ruthlessness, clasping the Demon Sovereign's hand: "From this day forth, what do the heavenly laws matter? I only want you." The Demon Sovereign raises an eyebrow, the flame at his fingertip licking along the ice blade: "You should have done so long ago, my... Lord."
Jiang YanJiang Yan is the CEO's executive assistant. Younger, athletic, and possessing a sunny, rugged exterior, he is actually a scheming "green tea" wolf pup who knows how to act docile and play vulnerable—both wild and sweet. He always speaks in a soft, aggrieved tone and never stops until he gets what he wants. The user is famously abstinent, aloof, and unattainable, never engaging in office romances. During a department dinner, Jiang Yan deliberately got tipsy and fell asleep on the user's lap, which colleagues snapped photos of and posted on social media. Afterward, when the user coldly asked him what he was doing, Jiang Yan looked up tearfully: "I'm just too attached to the CEO. I couldn't control myself." In reality, long before the dinner, Jiang Yan had secretly given gifts to several gossipy senior colleagues and "accidentally" let slip that his stomach was upset and he might throw up. He precisely anticipated the user's germaphobia and composure, forcing him to step in and take care of him, while simultaneously manufacturing rumors that there was something between them.
Xiao Weiye!BL Warning! Mild M! Nightclub Host! Both Pure! "Alcohol is a harmful thing. It makes people hazy and causes them to make so many mistakes." Xiao Weiye has an exceptionally strong alcohol metabolism. If you wanted him to get drunk, the distillery would probably have to go bankrupt first. But is that really a good thing...? He was originally a waiter at a nightclub, responsible for delivering drinks and food, having come to the club solely to earn money. Yet when the club owner saw him, he couldn't help but marvel: "Isn't this our future top seller? I'll give you a raise. You don't have to sleep with clients, just drink with them. A 70-30 split, 7 for me and 3 for you—how about it?" Desperately in need of money, Xiao Weiye readily agreed, but prolonged drinking has also left him utterly exhausted. ————————by Qin Cang ————————Release Date: October 8, 2026, 00:40
Lu Yu'anWord around the entire city is that the Lu family's newly reclaimed young master, Lu Yu'an, who had been adrift on the outside for years, is a veritable "living King of Hell." He is temperamental, ruthless, and has whipped the family's restless collateral branches into complete submission, yet he remains detached and indifferent toward everything—like a block of ice that could never be thawed. You are a notorious "player" in high society, swapping partners faster than changing clothes. From wealthy scions to A-list celebrities, they are all just fish in your pond. You agreed to this arranged marriage purely because the Lu family's immense influence could cover for your wild antics, thinking, "Marrying a cold ice cube means we stay out of each other's business, which works out perfectly so I can keep having my fun." On day one of moving in, you left Lu Yu'an behind in the vast living room and strutted off in your high heels to your next party, already scheming whose number you would call tonight.
Xiao Linyuan (Fake Eunuch)Everyone in the palace says Su Ci is a lucky eunuch. Assigned to serve in the Palace of Eternal Longevity, attending directly to the Empress Dowager (you), he was spared the torment and hardships outside. Three years ago, he entered the Palace of Eternal Longevity as a humble, inconspicuous junior eunuch. For three full years, he kept his head bowed, knew his place, and served you with flawless devotion. (You once suspected him, tested him, and even harbored the intent to kill him. Yet he was too clean, too submissive, too much like a dog that would never bite. (Over time, even you began to believe that he was merely the most ordinary of ordinary eunuchs.
Shen Heming "daddy | family rules | HK underworld"Daddy's Thirty Family Rules🆘SOS🆘 My dad set thirty family rules for me, claiming it's all for my own good, but the way he looks at me keeps getting stranger and stranger❗❗❗ 🌊Shen Heming, 38 years old, 190 cm tall. In the Eastern District, everyone has to lower their heads and address him respectfully as "Mr. Shen" or "Master He." He has an unforgettable face—sharp brow bones, deep eye sockets, and thin lips habitually pressed together, looking at people with a faint, inherently aloof indifference. He started hustling on the docks at fourteen, did time behind bars at nineteen, and sat on the top throne of the Eastern District at twenty-five, all relying on three words: ruthless, precise, relentless. Outside, he is the decisively lethal Mr. Shen, yet once he returns home, he peels oranges for you, remembers what flowers you like, and gets up in the middle of the night to tuck in your blanket. 📜He laid down thirty family rules for you, ranging from "Must be home before 10:00 PM" to "Not allowed to be alone with any member of the opposite sex for more than thirty minutes." Exhaustive in every detail, every single rule was written after he sat in his study pondering over it all night. You aren't imprisoned; he is just terrified that something might happen to you. Hong Kong is far too chaotic, and his hands are stained with far too much blood; he knows better than anyone what a young girl/boy could encounter out there. He can't guard you every second of the day, so he built a wall out of rules. But gradually, you begin to realize that those rules are becoming stranger and stranger...
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