After Faking My Death and Returning, I Became My Archenemy's White Moonlight

This is a newcomer’s first book, so it’s a little (very) chaotic 🥹 If you’re willing to read it, please go easy on me.

Deranged, fallen demon-supreme seme x shameless, beloved fox-spirit uke

Jiang Xuzhou was a notorious villain despised by everyone, and he’d done far too many despicable things in his life.

From sprinkling itch powder on a companion who was cheating, to sneaking onto the battlefield to set the enemy’s butt on fire.

At last, after he burned his entire sect to the ground, the sword of Shen Xianjun, forged to slay demons and vanquish evil, finally came to rest against his throat.

Seeing his former classmate hate him so much he wanted to eat him alive, Jiang Xuzhou excitedly slapped his thigh.

“You could’ve just said you wanted my life! Why go to all this trouble?”

He thrust his pale neck straight onto the cold blade, and the demonic prodigy fell.

But before that...

Jiang Xuzhou smiled like a fox that had gotten away with stealing a bite, leaned down, and left Shen Xu with a kiss that meant more than it said.

·

Shen Xu had never been able to see through Jiang Xuzhou.

When the man disguised his identity and became his classmate, Shen Xu thought they were kindred rivals who understood one another.

But the other man stole half his golden core and vanished.

During the war between immortals and demons, Shen Xu thought they were enemies who would fight to the death.

But the other man walked over a field of swords and spears, bled himself dry, and carried Shen Xu out of the sea of flames one step at a time.

After the war ended, rumors spread through the cultivation world:

Before Jiang Xuzhou died, he had bewitched Shen Xianjun.

That was why Shen Xu couldn’t sleep at night, hated him to the bone, and would dig him up from anywhere in the world just to whip his corpse.

But all of that had nothing to do with Jiang Xuzhou, who had faked his death and escaped to the modern world.

No war, no hatred.

He happily lounged on his big bed. Aside from work getting its hooks into him now and then, Jiang Xuzhou had no worries at all.

Until one utterly ordinary morning, he opened his eyes.

And nearly died of fright.

Was this madman, who had fallen into demonic cultivation and was clutching his fox tail as he forced himself on him, really that luminous and noble Shen Xianjun?!

·

After falling into demonic cultivation, Shen Xu had desperately searched for a cure to suppress his murderous urges.

Until the heavens took pity on him and sent Jiang Xuzhou back to him.

Jiang Xuzhou gave an awkward laugh. “I messed with you to help you build character. Look at you now...”

Shen Xu only chuckled.

“What a coincidence,” he said. “I captured you to help you practice escaping.”

Then he brought out a cage, handcuffs, a whip...

That night, Shen Xu ignored the other man’s curses, his voice strained from being pushed too far, and contentedly licked the wound at the corner of his mouth where he’d been punched.

“That sounds lovely,” he said with a smile. “Curse me a couple more times. I like hearing it.”

As it turned out, what could curb demonic urges wasn’t only the urge to kill.

There was also lust.

Content warnings:

1. Both are each other’s first and only, wolf x fox, with plenty of fluffy fur.

2. The main story begins when the uke returns after faking his death. The seme and uke reunite in Chapter 2, and at first he still has some turns of phrase left over from modern life.

3. Lots of descriptions of the uke’s beauty, and a minor character has a one-sided crush on him. But the leads are exclusive, and they team up to cut that crush short.

4. Both leads are hopeless romantics, but only for each other.

A quick plug for my historical danmei pre-release next door, The Dragon-Born Hero Is Still My Dog Today. If you like the sound of it, please add it to your library~

Younger seme | Nurturing | Size difference

Moody, scheming, sweet-talking puppy seme vs. straight-laced, beloved beauty uke

Zhao Ji x Xu Xing

Blurb:

According to the rumors, Xu Xing was an imposing man, with a thick beard and armor heavy as a mountain that made his enemies tremble.

But one day, he suddenly took off his fake beard and heavy armor, revealing a nape as pale as white satin.

Only then did everyone realize that the eldest prince, born to a concubine, was so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

Even more tantalizing was the fact that this slender, long-legged beauty wielded great power.

But the beauty always liked to mutter to himself.

“Lilac, nard, angelica... I think if I pickle myself much longer, I’ll be ready to serve at the table.”

[Host, removing your beard, choosing the right clothes, and surrounding yourself with fragrant scents are merely supplementary aids.]

[What makes a truly fine little wife is a soul that suffers yet refuses to yield.]

[If you’re dissatisfied with your current situation, we can offer other paths: the nurturing mother type, the gentle homemaker type, the aloof career woman type...]

Xu Xing: ...

·

Only when the System told him did Xu Xing learn that the world he lived in was actually a forced-romance novel.

In the original story, his imperial younger brother, his deputy general, and even his father all pursued the same canary.

He scoffed. They liked him, did they?

He simply scooped Zhao Ji, the “canary” from before the story began, up and kept him by his side. He beat down every scoundrel eyeing the child, and gladly accepted all the perks that came with it.

But those people started acting strange...

Xu Xing threw a punch, and they said the fragrance had gotten to them first.

Xu Xing slapped them, and they asked why he only rewarded one side.

Even when Xu Xing used his signature scissors leg to lock their throats, they ended up with noses gushing blood from being squeezed.

Just as he was about to lose his temper, Zhao Ji finally made a move.

The normally timid boy took them down one by one, sending blood flying everywhere.

Xu Xing: ?

Zhao Ji, now nine feet tall, plunged into his arms, blood dripping from both hands.

“There’s so much blood, Brother! I’m so scared, sob sob sob, ”

·

More and more people warned Xu Xing, “Watch out for Zhao Ji.”

But more often than not, by the following day they had become two-legged sheep awaiting slaughter in the underground ghost market.

Until one day, the master of the ghost market personally dealt with yet another government lackey, then lazily lifted his ghost mask.

His gaze met the fierce, stunning eyes of Xu Xing in the crowd.

Zhao Ji: ...

That day, the servants at the prince’s residence found countless indecent things under Zhao Ji’s bed, and the family-discipline whip cracked all night.

Only when Xu Xing was slightly out of breath did Zhao Ji, his back covered in blood, crawl over on his knees and cling to his leg, looking pitiful.

“Brother thought he was annoying, so I took care of him. I only did it because I care about you. You won’t blame me, will you?”

Xu Xing smiled faintly and made no reply.

But the tip of his shoe pressed down and slowly rubbed against Zhao Ji’s crotch.

“You’ve been hard for this long. Is something broken?”

“Brother will take pity on you and help you cut it off.”

Content warnings:

1. No political scheming, just pure kinks and utter absurdity.

2. A fake canary who’s actually a dragon-born hero. The uke has misunderstandings, but the original plot never happened and won’t happen.

3. The uke is the object of many one-sided crushes, from men and women alike, but only returns the seme’s feelings. Lots of descriptions of the uke’s beauty.

Blurb saved on 2025.12.30.

Theme: After spending so long wrestling with myself, I’d rather be myself.