SweetLiesBL
Stories
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Chapters
144
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924.5 K
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Reading
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“I’ll get there when it opens.” Tennessee’s voice cut through the child’s wandering thoughts. The child peeked out. Tennessee was on the phone. So this old walkie-talkie-looking phone actually works. The child, who had never seen a flip phone before, was genuinely impressed that a phone with a lid could function. Surprisingly, Tennessee's tone wasn't blunt. While his usual manner of speaking was calm and cool, now there was even a hint of playfulness. Who could it be? The child craned…-
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The place Tennessee entered was a bar. I hope I don’t run into that annoying nephew. As he opened the door, Tennessee looked for someone. Previously, Tennessee had left his car and new identity here. It was meant as a precaution for unexpected situations, but now he briefly regretted what seemed like a foolish decision. Although that person had agreed to keep them because he owed Tennessee a debt, gang members changed quickly due to the nature of gangs, and people who were fine one day could end…
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Tennessee stealing a car from the 7-Eleven parking lot was an act he did impulsively. Perhaps 'impulsively' isn't the right word. It wasn't due to kleptomania or a whim, but rather some kind of intuition. Until that moment that day, Tennessee's 'business' had been running smoothly. Everything was going according to plan and proceeding well. However, right after finishing the job, his intuition sent a warning. Though it was a faint warning, Tennessee, whose sixth sense was developed like an…
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The sound of gulping was heard, and after quickly finishing the carbonated drink, the child wiped his mouth. Then he glared at the cigarette between Tennessee's fingers as if it were his sworn enemy. The child asked. "What are you going to do with me?" Leaning against the bed's headboard, Tennessee watched the comedy show where they were laughing and chatting among themselves and asked an unexpected question. "...How old are you?" "Eleven." Tennessee had killed younger kids than that. It was…
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His sky blue eyes trembled unsteadily at the voice filled with sly temptation. Etienne's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. From the moment he sensed Rishar's pheromones, saliva pooled in his mouth as if faced with a sweet, delicious dessert. "What do you think?" Rishar asked again, languidly narrowing his eyes in a seductive manner. Like a hunter waiting for the right moment, he feigned composure while waiting for Etienne's answer. Though his patience was wearing thin at the sight of those…-
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'Will it be alright...' Three days ago, Albert, who had hurriedly cleaned up the broken teacup, anxiously surveyed the maze garden. Quite some time had passed since the prince suddenly jumped up from his seat and ran out, with Rishar chasing after him. Should I call someone now? Albert contemplated with a serious expression. At first, he thought they would return soon, but by now, he was starting to worry. However, he couldn't readily call for help. The Prince had come in disguise because he…
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VI. The Flutter of Change His body felt heavy. Etienne let out a small yawn while forcing strength into his repeatedly closing eyelids. Perhaps because he hadn't slept properly, he had been yawning continuously since earlier. "Are you sleepy?" "Mn..." Etienne responded weakly to the voice coming from above his head. Then, a small laugh wrapped around his ears. This is all because of someone. Etienne shot a reproachful glance at Rishar, who was drying his hair. Though Rishar must be just as…
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"What are you suddenly talking about?" Rishar frowned slightly at the unexpected question. Unlike him, Etienne's expression remained calm. "I mean exactly what I said. Don't you want to be Emperor?" "...I thought I already told you about this matter. I have no desire for the throne." Rishar drew a firm line with his resolute voice. He didn't want to discuss this topic with Etienne. "What does it matter if you don't desire it? People don't think that way." "Such people are just trash who…
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That’s a person or a doll? Rishar blankly stared at the boy who was nodding off with a book in his hand. In his five years of life, which could be considered long or short, he had never seen such a beautiful boy. "Mmm." "...!" Rishar, who had been staring at the boy with a dazed expression, was startled and hid behind the bushes when the boy stirred. The boy frowned as if uncomfortable, then leaned back comfortably on the bench. Thud, the book slipped from his small hand and fell to the…
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"How on earth did that happen..." Edwin reached out with a surprised look on his face when he saw the clear wound mark. However, his hand didn't reach Etienne. Etienne had pulled his hand back as if hiding the wound. "It's nothing." "Nothing?!" Edwin raised his voice without realizing it. He grabbed Etienne's arm and pulled it towards himself. Then he saw dried blood on the white back of his hand and slender fingers. "Chamberlain!" Edwin called for the chamberlain in an urgent voice. The…
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