In the heart of the Paris Opera House, Chris is one of the most sought-after performers. But one fateful evening, while preparing in his dressing room, he is entranced by a haunting melody drifting through the mirror, accompanied by a powerful pheromone that stirs something deep within him. The scent is strikingly similar to that of his lover, Ralph, igniting an uncontrollable desire in Chris’s body. As the mysterious presence grows stronger, Chris can't help but recall the legend of the 'Angel of Music.' Could this be the same entity, or is it something even more tantalizing and dangerous? The french version is the original one (and it's uncensored).
A collection of oneshots falling on the darker, more depressing side of yaoi/BL. WARNING: Some stories contain incest. Includes: 1) 0.02 2)Biter 3)Trillium - WARNING: contains incest Ryouji is a college professor who is having an affair with Yuzuru, one of his students. One day he asks Yuzuru to live with him, but the next time they meet, Yuzuru coldly breaks up with him. Yuzuru then proceeds to treat Ryouji in ways Ryouji never imagined he would -- as if Yuzuru has become a whole different person. - From Trine 4)Frosty 5)Shunshou Ataisenkin 6)Suna no Shita no Suimyaku
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"I don't want to go home or back to school."
An ordinary office worker MC and a consistent, witch-like, beautiful department head. On one hot summer day, these two unexpectedly get stuck inside an elevator. Unable to endure the heat, they slowly take their clothes off, one by one. They are able to see each other as male and female, but
Si Kongji licked the corner of Ming Ruoxie's lips with satisfaction and narrowed his eyes, "If I'd known earlier that my darling is also a Yandere, then I wouldn't have acted so innocently~"+
Who is that kid? Where did he come from? And why is he alone?
“I have no intention of sharing my bitch. Sharing a woman means that I don’t like it.” King Sybil van Ricarlo, who left the throne due to his uncle’s rebellion and hid in Lugdun, the lonely and barren territory of Travasta. Elje von Roate, a sweet and beautiful girl who made him a slave. One rainy early summer. The young and fragile daughter of the lord, Elje gets a beautiful boy from a slave merchant who stops by the castle. Without knowing that he was the boy king who ran away from being pursued Elje gave him the name ‘Ian’ and fell in love with the boy. But he… “Am I that good?” blood is cold Elje looked at him with eyes about to collapse. “You must come tonight.” It didn’t matter now. Now I know I can’t recover. Elje will never win his heart. He will not love Elje. still… “You have to hug me tonight too.” If it was a relationship with a fixed deadline, if the end was not far off, Elje was determined to cling to him. She was going to take him by force and extort him. Then she seemed to have no regrets when she died. Even if she dies giving birth to a man she doesn’t know well. I thought I could live by stroking what Ian had given me to wear out. “Who, who…” She didn’t want to admit that the viridian eyes belonged to the man in his memory. “You don’t know who I really am?” It was a friendly question. He grabbed Elje’s chin, which had been marinated in fear, and lifted it up. Elje looked at him sullenly. “Do you know who Jim really is?” His fingers grabbed her chin as she struggled to get rid of the hand holding her chin. It was an evil force. Elje groped his face in prison. The more mature and firmer outline was as sharp as a veil. Tears flowed nonstop every time he blinked. “Nana…” “Kiss me.” A monotonous command cut off Elje’s backstory. Elje, unable to control her heavy body, leaned against her and tried to collapse her, and her large hand came up again and grabbed her. ‘baby…Is it meaningful for you to find your father now?’ Elje raised her eyes and looked at him. It was as if the child in her belly was rolling on his feet.
