I Became Partners with a Monster Boy in the Wasteland

Nan Yu suffered from nervous exhaustion, so she moved into a new home. Her new neighbor was a tall, handsome boy with cool, pale skin and rare, brilliant emerald-green eyes. He had a cold, gloomy air about him and looked like someone you didn’t want to mess with.

Nan Yu quietly kept her distance from him, until the world changed. Aliens suddenly attacked Earth, ushering in the Apocalypse and plunging everything into chaos.

If Nan Yu stayed home, her supplies would eventually run out, so she decided to head to a base and seek help. As she was leaving, she saw that the boy next door was still at home. His front door stood open, and he sat motionless by the window, his emerald-green eyes quietly gazing out at the apocalyptic scene. He was so still that he seemed to have given up on the world.

After thinking it over, Nan Yu decided to invite him to come with her to the base for help.

The boy was surprised, clearly taken aback that she wanted to team up with him.

Nan Yu silently thought that it made sense. With the world ending, you never knew what people were capable of, so it was natural for him to hesitate.

She promised the boy that she wouldn’t betray him, then took out paper and a pen and quickly drew up a companion agreement with him.

The boy then held out his hand. His fingers were pale as jade, as if he wanted to shake hers.

Nan Yu froze, then instinctively raised her own hand.

“...”

Slippery tentacles eagerly poured from the boy’s sleeve. They slid stickily over Nan Yu’s fingers, then wrapped around her body as if savoring a meal. At last, cold but frenzied, they pressed against her violently beating heart.

“Sure, my human partner.” The boy’s brilliant emerald eyes reflected the writhing black tentacles, and the desire of a monster shone in his gaze.

Only then did Nan Yu realize that the “phantom sounds” she’d heard while unable to sleep, those sticky, squirming noises and frenzied, trembling commotions, had been coming from next door all along.

#Apocalypse and nonhuman kinks

#I’m already hyped, wifey.

#About how the end of the world made me an alien’s partner in one fell swoop

#Sweet romance, plot as I please, Apocalypse story!!

#230525

####Advance Preview: My Stepsister Is a Cross-Dressing Jellyfish Monster

On the day of her coming-of-age ceremony, Illyria remembered that she was the villainess in an otome game.

She was the heroine’s stepsister: a weak, manipulative green tea type who envied and bullied the heroine. After a series of reckless moves, she would be executed by the prince, one of the heroine’s love interests.

To stay alive, Illyria began working on her relationship with her stepsister.

When her sister’s dress didn’t fit, Illyria personally measured her for a new one, taking more care than anyone.

When her sister first entered the Imperial Capital’s Magic Academy, Illyria stayed close by and stood up for her at every turn.

When her sister fell ill with a high fever, Illyria cared for her tenderly and never left her side.

And that wasn’t all. To deepen their sisterly bond, every night Illyria would take a pillow and walk into her sister’s bedroom.

She would tug weakly and pitifully at her sister’s sleeve, begging her to share a bed, then snuggle into her cool embrace.

Just like that, Illyria’s relationship with the heroine, her stepsister, really did grow closer and closer.

All she had to do now was wait for the heroine to get together with her chosen love interest.

Once the game ended, she wouldn’t have to worry about the power of the plot anymore.

But Illyria packed her bags and waited, and waited, yet no news of her sister falling in love ever came.

Once again, as she lay in her sister’s arms at night, Illyria anxiously asked whether she had someone she was in love with.

Her stepsister’s eyes darkened as she lifted Illyria’s chin.

Cold lips pressed against hers, and Illyria’s eyes flew wide with shock.

“You really are slow on the uptake.”

“I do this to you every night, and you still haven’t noticed.” Her stepsister’s voice was hoarse. The contours of a man’s face emerged, and wet jellyfish tentacles climbed up and coiled around them.

Illyria fainted from fright. When she opened her eyes, she found herself still in her stepsister’s arms, and fainted again.

Oh no!

It wasn’t a dream!

She was supposed to be the heroine, so how had she turned into a jellyfish monster?!

#Nonhuman

#Male lead cross-dresses as a woman

#Western fantasy

#The monster and the human are not related by blood

Theme: Humanity’s courage brings peace to the world