The Demon Lord Can't Stop Thinking About Me [Book Transmigration]

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○ Sharp-tongued B-king × drama-loving sweetheart

○ Third-person narration; the heroine changes her secret identity from the start

The day I transmigrated into a beggar, I clung to Xie Yingchen for dear life without hesitation.

This future Demon Lord saw through my disguise as a woman at a glance and merely smiled. "I advise you to give up, miss. I could never fall for you."

I nodded repeatedly. "You speak the truth, young hero."

Then I turned and ran.

As if! Winning over a heaven-blessed prodigy who has renounced love is way too hard. I might as well lie flat and start a second playthrough. :)

*

In this life, I became the cherished jewel of the foremost immortal sect, and a remarkable engagement was arranged for me before I was even born.

I was reluctant to marry far from home, but the whole sect comforted me, saying that a beauty as stunning as I was would be treasured by even the coldest of men.

That was, until I found out my betrothed was Xie Yingchen.

The day we reunited, his gaze was as indifferent as ever. "Sect Leader, don't get your hopes up. I'm afraid I can't fall for you."

I rolled my eyes to myself. That's what you get for cultivating the Heartless Dao.

But then he added, "It's only because I, Xie, already have someone in my heart."

Me: ...Huh?

*

And so...

Xie Yingchen went east, I went west.

Xie Yingchen dueled, I played with cats.

Xie Yingchen coughed blood, I burned paper offerings.

Until one day, I accidentally fell into his nightmare.

The mark of his inner demon appeared on his forehead. His face was deathly pale, yet no matter what, he refused to let go of me, whispering in my ear as though he meant to meld me into his very bones.

"A-Nian, how much longer are you going to keep this up?"

"You broke my Heartless Dao, and now you want to walk away?"

A sharp-tongued B-king who waits for his wife to recognize him, but waits so long he hurts himself and cracks first × a drama-loving sweetheart who keeps needling him under a secret identity, never realizing she had already been found out

[Reading Guide]

1. A silly, sweet story, starting after the heroine changes her secret identity.

2. The first draft of this blurb was written on June 19, 2024. It may be revised, but the central premise will stay the same.

Coming next: Accidentally Marked the Sweet-and-Blackhearted Prince [Female Alpha, Male Omega]

#After Getting Engaged to a Cool, Reserved Royal Omega, I Realized He Was the Giant Moth I Rode While Escaping#

Qiao Yi was once the Empire's top-ranked bounty hunter, famous for her one-of-a-kind cross-blade technique.

The day she saved up fifty million and planned to retire early and lie flat, a royal marriage contract came out of nowhere.

Qiao Yi: I'd starve to death before taking a single handout from your royal family!

When she first met the mysterious, low-key youngest prince, he was radiant and ethereal, with skin as translucent as jade. He was so beautiful he hardly seemed human.

Qiao Yi: "Royal handouts sure are delicious."

Everyone approved of this pairing of a wealthy Alpha and a beautiful Omega, even the dignified Omega prince himself, who smiled and lowered his eyes in agreement.

But this gentle, considerate, and ever-obedient fiance sometimes looked at Qiao Yi with a strange expression she couldn't understand.

After their engagement, his possessiveness toward her grew stronger and stronger.

Whether he was straightening his collar, putting on a necklace, or drying his hair, he loved asking her to do it for him, all while deliberately revealing the gland at the back of his neck.

Qiao Yi assumed she was imagining things.

Until one night, in the glass conservatory just one door away from the banquet hall, her usually reserved fiance took her hand and guided it down from his brows, past his lips and Adam's apple, to the back of his neck.

Qiao Yi panicked. "Isn't it too soon to mark you?"

"You marked me a long time ago." He pressed her fingertips against his gland, where a very faint cross-shaped scar lay.

Qiao Yi was stunned. "That's impossible. When did I ever..."

"Would you like me to help you remember?" His cool Omega pheromones spread through the air. His voice was low and husky as he brushed her ear. "It's been one year, four months, and nine days since you abandoned me."

*

One year, four months, and nine days earlier, in the dead of night, Qiao Yi was on her way out of an assignment when she unexpectedly hitched a ride on an out-of-control giant moth mecha.

To regain control, she had no choice but to stab the interface at the mecha's neck twice.

Could it be...

That giant moth she rode off on wasn't a mecha at all, but the cool, gentle Omega who was now her fiance????!!!!

A former bounty hunter Alpha woman with a blunt streak × a sweet-and-blackhearted, alluring insectoid Omega man

#Moths Fly Toward the Light, and I Fly Toward You#

Theme: Open communication is the foundation of a healthy relationship.