Horror
Infinite Flow: He Is Beautiful, It’s a Pity He Has a Mouth
[BL + Infinite Flow + Supernatural + Crack + HE]
Before he died, Qiao Yu had a boyfriend. Their relationship was the kind of earth-shattering, legendary romance that everyone knew about-the type where they swore that not even the mountains crumbling or the heavens and earth merging would part them.
They survived the seven-year itch, and just as they were about to meet the parents and step into the halls of marriage, his big, handsome boyfriend suddenly vanished!
Vanished, in the literal sense. No body, no trace, nothing.
Faced with the world’s mockery, Qiao Yu continued to eat, drink, and sleep as usual. Then, a year later, he was hit by a car and died.
Qiao Yu finally believed it: flaunt your love, and you’ll die fast.
After an unknown amount of time, he woke up and suddenly became ‘Qiao Yu.’
Perhaps the reboot process was a bit glitchy, because he was inexplicably dragged into an escape live stream-the kind where people actually died.
And then… that boyfriend of his, who had been classified as a missing person, was standing right in front of him, shamelessly trying to hold his hand.
Qiao Yu: “Piss off.”
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During a boss rampage in the Live Stream Room, Qiao Yu gouged out his own eyeball and, with a face covered in blood, scared the boss into fleeing for its life.
A hand suddenly pulled back the arrogantly laughing Qiao Yu: “Stop messing around. My heart can’t take it.”
Qiao Yu immediately popped his eyeball back in: “Then should I rub it for you?”
“Come on then. Whoever doesn’t rub it is a grandson!”
Qiao Yu: “Grandpa.”
“…Shut up!”
A mischievous S who values money over his life vs. a G who thinks everyone in the world is trash except for himself and Qiao Yu.
The Delivery Rider and the Killer
I’m a delivery driver.
Just as I used my lightning-fast reflexes to snag a hundred-yuan errand order for a box of condoms, Before I could even gloat for two seconds, I realized with a shock that the delivery address was my boyfriend’s apartment.
I grabbed a meat cleaver and charged into the elevator.
There was another man in the elevator wearing a raincoat, clutching a large sledgehammer in his hand.
Just as I reached out to press the button for my floor, several lines of twisted text suddenly floated before my eyes.
[Is the Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character coming online already? The male lead’s clingy ex-girlfriend.]
[Holy crap, that’s the Hidden Plot Killer next to her! Is the first act really this intense?]
[She’s about to become the first victim. Once the male lead finds her corpse, he’ll go berserk and take out the Killer to get his revenge.]
[But isn’t the male lead with the official female lead right now?]
[What do you know? A ‘White Moonlight’ only reaches her ultimate power once she’s dead~]
My finger froze in mid-air. The mirror-like surface of the elevator doors reflected the shadow behind me.
The Raincoat Man was silently raising his hammer, the shadow looming over the back of my head.
The very second the wind from the hammer’s swing pressed down on me, I spun around abruptly.
I didn’t swing my blade; instead, I slammed my hand heavily onto his shoulder. “Brother, let’s talk.”
He froze mid-motion. “Can you let me go slaughter that cheating couple first?”
I gripped the handle of my cleaver, gritting my teeth. “Then I’ll come back and let you hit me with that hammer.” “?”
After Zombies Arrived, My First Meme Sticker Saved My Life
At exactly midnight, there was a sudden knock on the dormitory door.
I thought it was just the dorm warden doing rounds, but then a cold, mechanical voice rang out in my ear- [Ding-The Zombie invasion has begun. Your first WeChat meme sticker is now your life-saving artifact.]
My three roommates were: an Avatar, Briar, and an Armor Hero.
Trembling, I tapped on my phone… My first meme sticker was my ex-boyfriend’s grinning face.
I Entered a Death Game Where Love Is Forbidden
When I was pulled into the Death Game, the System gave only one rule: No Romance. As luck would have it, the boy I was paired with for survival in the first Dungeon was gentle, brilliant, and always took the hits for me.
It wasn’t until the Life Gate opened that he admitted with a smile that he was an Administrator.
But what he didn’t know was that I was one, too.
The Earth Master Girl: Seeks a Jiangtou Sorcerer
While staying at a hotel, I discovered a headless corpse under my bed.
Time of death was less than an hour ago, making me the prime suspect.
The police arrested me, but I told them the corpse would come back to life by nightfall.
Everyone thought I was insane. What they didn’t know was that I am the sole successor of the Earth Master lineage.
And this corpse belonged to a Jiangtou Practitioner who could use the Flying Head Jiangtou.
The Earth Master Girl: Battle Against the Chuma Immortals
I was livestreaming fortune-telling when I connected with a male streamer.
When I asked if he had ever killed anyone, his expression shifted instantly. “Yeah,” he replied. “And you’re next.”
Ten minutes later, there was a knock at my door.
The bullet chat was exploding with people screaming for me to run. “He’s that famous serial killer streamer!”
I let out a soft chuckle. What they didn’t know was that I am the sole Earth Master successor.
The Earth Master Girl: Fengdu Ghost City
My cousin is dead.
His hands were tied to a ceiling beam, and he was wearing a red dress over a swimsuit-a swimsuit that was still dripping wet.
The police report claimed it was a suicide.
But I know he didn’t kill himself. And I know who’s next.
It’s me. There is no escape.
The Earth Master Girl: Poyang Lake Water Monkey
I had a dream while boating on the lake with my friends.
In the dream, a man told me he had taken a liking to me and demanded that I marry him.
I refused.
The next day, a female classmate on the boat vanished without a trace.
When I dreamt again that night, I agreed.
He laughed with joy, but unfortunately for him, he had no idea that I am the sole Earth Master successor.
Infinite Flow: It’s Normal to Fall in Love with Myself, Right?
[BL + Narcissus + Power Couple + Infinite Flow + Ensemble Cast + 1v1 + Live Stream]
Ning Shuo was pulled into a horror Murder Mystery Game System.
A Clown wearing a mask of garish greasepaint grinned. [Please choose a codename for yourself.]
Ning Shuo thought for a moment. “Ning Banxian.”
The audience wondered what kind of ridiculous name that was. Did he really think he could swindle those Ghosts and Monsters in a horror game?
That was until they saw Ning Shuo in the Live Stream Room, acting like a mystical charlatan as he told a Ghost, “Tonight at the Hour of the Rat – within half an hour at most – you will surely meet a bloody end.”
The audience waited to see him make a fool of himself. However, at the stroke of midnight, just as the second hand hit zero, a sword pierced the Ghost’s throat.
A man dressed in ancient robes, looking almost identical to Ning Shuo, pointed his sword at him. He raised an eyebrow and asked, “Are you a monster too?”
Ning Shuo smiled. “Perhaps I am another you.”
…
From the first moment he saw Ning Wang, Ning Shuo knew he shared the closest bond in the world with this man – so close that they had once shared the same name:
Xie Ning.
–Warnings–
1. The MC (shou) enjoys acting like a chuunibyou and has poor health. If you don’t like this, please skip.
2. There are no plots where someone’s life is taken just because the MC felt slightly wronged; everything serves the plot. If you don’t like this, please skip.
3. Dual male leads with side pairings. No “crybaby” types here, as the author prefers a power couple dynamic. If you don’t like this, please skip.
4. Includes live stream Danmu. The content of the Danmu does not represent the author’s views, nor do the characters’ thoughts. If you don’t like this, please skip.
The Palace Only Buys Frozen Dreams
The night I was sent into the Royal Palace, snow was falling from the heavens.
One hundred and twenty silver lamps lined the steps, but their wicks were not made of cotton; they were segments of little finger bones coated in white wax.
Everyone said that as long as I sold my last box of matches to the Crown Prince, Baili City would survive this winter.
Only I knew that the flames capable of conjuring the scent of bread, the crackle of a hearth, and the warmth of a grandmother’s smile were not blessings from God.
They were the final dreams of children who had frozen to death in the streets.
Tonight, the Royal Palace was coming for mine.