After Losing His Memory, My Beta Boyfriend Became a Scumbag Alpha

◎ Please add my columns, "The Demon Lord Is Carrying His Nemesis's Child" and "The Sickly Assistant Refuses the Crematorium" to your reading lists~

Everyone knows that Jiang Yu is Yan Nancheng's low-class lover, unfit to be seen in public.

But no one knows that Yan Nancheng pursued him for four years.

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Seven years ago, Jiang Yu was the most popular beta at the Imperial Military Academy.

Cool and captivating, he was like a vivid, dangerous rose. One glance up while holding a gun was enough to leave countless people infatuated with him.

The alpha put on a military uniform and gave up smoking and drinking. It took him four whole years just to get Jiang Yu to hold his hand.

But a week before they were due to register their marriage, Yan Nancheng went on an emergency mission and never came back.

That day, Jiang Yu's spaceship drifted through the galaxy all night.

As if it were about to sink into that glittering river of stars.

The rose withered.

*

But when Jiang Yu saw Yan Nancheng again, it was three years later, at a welcome-home banquet for the young master of the Yan family.

Jiang Yu had retired from the military due to his injuries. His heart throbbed with pain as he watched the alpha, who had once gently brushed the calluses on his palm, stand before him with a cigarette between his lips.

Yan Nancheng's gaze skimmed Jiang Yu's face frivolously, and he teased, "Sir, you're more beautiful than any rose I've ever seen."

"What a shame you're a beta."

*

Rumor had it that the young master of the Yan family had spent years carousing abroad and lost his memory in an accident. By a strange twist of fate, he had settled down and become a barely acceptable heir.

Yan Nancheng thought Jiang Yu was beautiful and wild. Even without an omega's softness, Jiang Yu looked at him with such focus and gentleness, as if his eyes held a pool of stars.

He wantonly took advantage of Jiang Yu's "obedience."

Until the day he was to become engaged to a well-matched omega, when someone barged in uninvited.

His docile canary held a gun with flawless precision, aiming straight at his heart.

"Liar."

In that instant, an agonizing pain nearly drowned Yan Nancheng.

A flash of white crossed the alpha's vision, and the words suddenly burst from his lips.

"Wife!"

Everyone: ???

[Bonus Scene]

Yan the Dog: Honey, where's my wife? My very own wife!

Jiang Yu: Sorry, this is a financial arrangement.

Yan the Dog: Wife, wife, I remember now! Don't leave me!

Jiang Yu: No way, no way.

Yan the Dog: We even have a child. I have to take responsibility.

Jiang Yu: You've been "dead" for three years. How do you know it's yours?

Yan the Dog: It is mine!! (Jumps up and slams the table)

"On my barren land, you are the last rose."

+++++++++++++++++++++++--The Last Rose

[Beautiful and fiery, aloof and untouchable, stubbornly cool beauty bottom x devoted, wife-worshipping, clingy top who becomes childish, amnesiac, cold, and cruel]

P.S.:

1. One true pairing, 1v1, happy ending, no switching tops. The top is a model of virtue and never married an omega. The bottom is mildly beloved by everyone.

2. Includes pregnancy and childbirth, a revenge arc, an injured and sickly bottom, the top trying every way to win back his wife, and getting jealous of himself, among other things.

3. Angsty and sweet melodrama, old-school heartbreak, amateur writing, and a story where neither lead communicates. The bottom often gets sick or injured. The author is a sucker for this stuff, so run if it's not for you.

Check out my homepage for more melodramatic ideas and groveling redemption arcs. Please add them to your reading list~

◎ The Demon Lord Carries His Nemesis's Child: A sweet historical fantasy romance with pregnancy and childbirth

Blurb:

The Demon Lord is ruthless and notorious.

The immortal lord is cool as snow, with justice in his heart.

Yet on the night the demonic army attacked the immortal sect's fortress for the seventeenth time, an accident led the Demon Lord to spend a night with his nemesis, who was not in his right mind.

Afterward, the Demon Lord clutched his aching waist in fury. Unable to kill the immortal lord, he could only erase his memories.

The great demon: No one can ever know that I was the one on the bottom!

But soon, the Demon Lord found himself bewildered to discover that he was not only tired and weak, with his inner power fading, but that his belly was growing bigger by the day!

The great demon: ??? You bastard! You were already defeated by me! Ugh... I'll tear you limb from limb... Ugh, ugh...

*

Destroying the world is easy, but carrying a baby seems hard.

After the thousand and first sleepless night spent being tormented, the Demon Lord stormed into the immortal sect, ready to finish off the culprit. But his vision suddenly went dark, and he fell into his nemesis's arms.

From then on, the Demon Lord discovered that if he stayed close to the child's father, not only would the kicking, bouncing baby settle down, but his inner power would recover too.

The arrogant Demon Lord made the humiliating decision to let him live for three more days, all for the sake of his grand ambitions!

On the first day, the Demon Lord pretended to stumble and grabbed his nemesis's sleeve, placing it against his lower abdomen.

One-day inner-power recovery card, acquired.

On the second day, the Demon Lord took advantage of his nemesis being distracted, stole his outer robe, and hid it under the covers.

One-day baby-calming card, acquired.

On the third day, the Demon Lord suddenly felt pain in his belly and stumbled into his nemesis's bedroom, only to be abruptly pulled into his arms.

In the hazy night, the immortal lord, dressed in white as pure as snow, leaned in and kissed the Demon Lord's brow, damp with cold sweat.

"Want this?"

The great demon: ???

The great demon: You pervert!

*

Everyone in the cultivation world knew that Jing Yu of Chongzheng Sect was an aloof and noble immortal lord. His pure, cold body, cultivated in the path of emotionlessness, kept demons and evil spirits at a distance.

But no one knew that the disciplined, aloof immortal lord kept a portrait in his room.

The white-robed immortal lord had traced the bold features of the person in the painting countless times with trembling fingers, his usually gentle eyes surging with dark emotion.

Later, the immortal lord looked at the person he had longed for, his gaze dark as he cornered the pale-faced Demon Lord at the foot of the bed.

"Whose child is it, hmm?"

"It's not yours, that's for sure! You bastard! Have some shame! Mmph..."

The immortal lord curled his lips into a smile and placed a hand on the Demon Lord's round, pregnant belly. His touch was gentle, but his voice trembled slightly.

"Is that so? Then how about you try harder and carry another one for me?"

--I seek no fame or profit, only the return of an old friend.

"At least I can still wait for you."

[Elegant and proper on the outside, actually an obsessive, lovesick madman of an immortal lord top x proud, fiery, bad-tempered queen bottom]

◎ The Sickly Assistant Refuses the Crematorium: Younger Top, Groveling Redemption Arc

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Lou Chen transmigrated into an old-school tragic romance as the devoted assistant with a secret crush on the male lead.

He worked diligently, took knives and bullets for him, and didn't hesitate even when it left him with a body riddled with chronic illness.

But according to the plot, after the male lead died, Lou Chen still had to raise his son until he faked his own death and completed his mission.

"You're just a dog my dad keeps!"

The brat was childish and contrary, baring his teeth and acting defensive.

Lou Chen sighed. "Drink your milk, or you'll get a spanking."

*

On the night before he faked his death, Lou Chen coughed softly as he poured the brat one last glass of milk.

"You're so fake!" The brat was already a head taller than him, and spoke impatiently. "Why are you bothering me instead of resting?"

With a pale face, Lou Chen laid all the documents, including his will, on the table.

"Be good from now on, okay?"

*

At thirteen, Bai Du inherited his father's estate.

The company, the money, and Assistant Lou, who was as cold as a judge of the underworld.

Bai Du had known since childhood that Lou Chen was aloof, quiet, and restrained. He was his father's most silent and loyal lackey, and the sharpest hidden blade in the Bai family.

So Bai Du thought he would make this hypocrite dirty and drag him into the abyss--

Yet this formidable man indulged him without limit. No matter how cruel or unreasonable Bai Du became, Lou Chen would only say mildly, "Don't make trouble."

The day Lou Chen died, rain poured in torrents.

Bai Du watched helplessly as that frail body fell, little by little, the blood staining the cold sea red.

Even in death, Lou Chen wouldn't spare him a glance.

That day, the youngest heir of the Bai family stood there with bloodshot eyes.

He went completely, utterly mad.

[Bonus Scene]

Bai Du: Bastard! Lackey! What gives him the right to make me do my homework?

Lou Chen: The System's mission.

Bai Du: Why is he so nice to me? Does he love my dad that much?

Lou Chen: It's to keep the plot on track.

Bai Du: Sob, sob... Bro, don't go! Don't leave me, bro! Sob...

Lou Chen: Personal time. No work talk, OK?

"He was jealous of that dead man, day and night."

"So jealous he was going mad."

[Madly devoted, clingy, pitiful top crying for his brother to notice him x gentle, aloof, sickly father figure bottom focused on completing his mission]

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