A Naturally Flirtatious Man Gets Haunted by a Clingy Ghost

[Update, everyone! I'm back! I'll start writing tonight and revise the first five chapters. Updates will probably come after midnight. Fist pump!]

Lu Yanzhou was first targeted in his very first mission world.

The young detective seemed cool and detached, but in secret, his burning, damp gaze repeatedly licked over Lu Yanzhou's every contour.

His private space was invaded, a tracking device was planted on his phone, and even in his sleep he had to endure the other's wet kisses and licks. The man was like a lurking beast, slowly hemming him in inch by inch, waiting for the right moment to devour him whole.

The System detected an anomaly and urgently requested that the mission be terminated. But Lu Yanzhou only curled a lock of the detective's hair around his finger with interest, his eyes and brows brimming with lazy, flirtatious coaxing.

The System, having its eyes opened: ...

From then on, in every world, Lu Yanzhou was met with damp, shadowy stares and forceful possessiveness. As if he were being stalked, the other would find him again and again, pressing close to him, lips and teeth entwined, bodies tangled together.

In every lifetime, never letting go.

The System sounded the alarm countless times, but could only watch as Lu Yanzhou navigated the dangers, blooming all the more brilliantly the more perilous the situation, and becoming all the more captivating the more forbidden it was.

In short, this is the delightful story of a naturally seductive beauty who gets tangled up with a sinister, obsessive ghost of a man every time he goes on a mission.

[World One: Modern Crime Investigation] Working Security in City A (Complete)

A gorgeous, naturally alluring and masterful actor with maxed-out people-taming skills, the one being pursued x A highly functional antisocial control freak of a detective, a sinister obsessive who becomes a good husband as soon as his darling gives him a fan

Watching, monitoring, approaching, controlling.

That's what he understands as love.

But the person he has latched onto doesn't see it that way...

If you wake from a dream gasping for air, it's because I stole a kiss from you.

[World Two: Western Fantasy] Truth Envelops the Land (Ongoing)

A compassionate pope, the Silverthorn Rose who pities all people, the one being pursued (can turn into all sorts of little animals) x A dark-blooded pursuer skilled at disguise, split into multiple selves (an evil mercenary boss, a sinister god, a hypocritical and controlling noble, a kind and gentle holy knight, a mad duke, a gentle bard, and their combined form)

At first sight, Ignim knew that the holy son before him would belong to him.

Unfortunately, his other two selves thought the same thing.

In the name of holy light, I will watch you, approach you, and take control of you. I will submit to you.

[Warning: The split selves have their own splits, and they compete fiercely for the love interest, even trying to kill one another.]

[World Three: Ancient Court Politics] The Betrayer's Thorn

A dashing young chancellor, full of youthful spirit, the one being pursued x A ruthless, gloomy, and vicious new emperor, the pursuer

If the bright moon hangs high beyond your reach, then cage it in gold, nourish it with jewels, break its spirit, and destroy its convictions.

Until every part of that person belongs to me alone.

Hate me, every night you cry and tremble because of me.

[World Four: Tragic ABO Romance] The Day the Fireworks Withered

A tenacious reporter who fights alone, the one being pursued x A self-serving accomplice with a conscience as black as coal, the pursuer

People can never defeat fate, just as they can never cast off the love and hatred burning in their hearts.

I wish we could go to hell together, but I fear seeing your eyes in my dreams.

[World Five: Zombie Apocalypse] Chains

A brave, clever, calm, and level-headed college student, the one being pursued x A cold, cruel researcher without a shred of humanity, the pursuer

The first time my hands trembled was when your body in my arms began to grow cold.

It entwines us both, like a chain steeped in curses.

[World Six: Martial World] Gu

A cold, sharp swordsman who is a human weapon, the one being pursued x An odd-tempered poison master who is neither wholly good nor evil, the pursuer

The swordsman leveled his blade and said coldly:

"Now that things have come to this, I no longer care to sort out which of the things that happened between us were true and which were false."

"Go. If we meet again, it'll be to the death."

If even the heartbeat in your chest no longer belongs to you.

[World Seven: Cultivation] The Great Dao Leads to Heaven

A sword cultivator with exceptional talent, devoted to seeking the Dao, the one being pursued x A gentle, wealthy, obsessive and stubborn formation master, the pursuer

The path to the Dao is treacherous, and the Dao is hard to attain.

He insists on advancing with sword in hand, breaking through the boundaries with his own body, in search of the supreme Dao the world has never seen.

Why did the lovesick sugar daddy get abandoned and turn evil in a fit of rage?

[Reader's Guide]

1. One-on-one romance, mostly happy endings in the individual worlds. The messy third world may have an open ending; I'll give a warning before it begins.

2. The protagonist is smart, level-headed, and proactive, and an excellent actor. The sinister obsessive ghosts of men he meets are a good match for him. In short, he's never completely on the back foot, and the two of them are made for each other.

3. This isn't a trope-focused story; it prioritizes a proper plot. The plot-to-romance ratio is six to four, and each world has a real central storyline (for example, World One is a series of detective cases, while World Two follows the people of a Western fantasy continent as they save the world). But the romances do go where the blurb says they will.

4. World One is complete, and World Two is ongoing. I've also got several more worlds planned, and I hope to bring you lots of fun, high-quality stories! Come watch this little sapling grow. It'll flourish!

I'm terrible at writing blurbs, so please give the actual story a try, everyone QAQ

Simultaneous release: Take a look if you're interested!

The Days of a Noble Academy Underling

[You're the shared lackey of the F4 in an ABO noble academy novel. As long as you cling to them and follow the story through to its ending, you can ride on the coattails of the big shots and survive. With your status, you might not even make it to eighteen otherwise. Got it?]

⊙△⊙!

That's terrifying!

Yu Yao hurriedly pulled out a little notebook and wrote down the important point: "Understood! Thank you, System Boss, for giving me a new lease on life!"

[Hmph.] The System said haughtily, [According to the plot, you're supposed to carry F1's luggage now.]

"Got it!" He obediently followed orders, getting off the car and immediately struggling to haul the suitcases.

But then

"Yu Yao!" F1 snapped, unable to take it anymore. "Look at those skinny arms of yours. Why are you trying to do something so difficult? Get over here and sit down!"

Yu Yao: π-π

Oh. :(

Then he dutifully followed the original story, finding sheet music for F2, picking out a gift for F3, and helping F4 prank the protagonist...

But

At a concert attended by thousands, F2 named his new piano composition after Yu Yao. Under the spotlight, the cool, aloof piano prince looked at him from across the crowd and mouthed a fleeting message;

By the crackling fireplace, F3 lowered his eyes and gripped Yu Yao's slender ankle, winding a necklace said to symbolize true love around the snowy skin before him, again and again;

Amid the white snow, F4 cast aside his usual coldness. His tall body bent slightly as he enclosed Yu Yao in his arms, leaving no room to escape, and whispered with a smile, "Baby Yao Yao... when are you finally going to present as an Omega?"

Faced with the increasingly clingy F4, Yu Yao retreated in a panic. Wait, is this right?

This can't be right!

The System closed its eyes in pain. [Don't ask. The answer is, I don't know either.]

St. Edmund's Queen Academy had been turned upside down lately.

At the start of the new term, a pretty stranger had appeared out of nowhere beside the academy's four most pampered young masters.

Onlookers shook their heads and tutted. What a shame about that pretty face. He'd probably be torn to pieces and thrown out by the young masters' fan clubs in just a few days.

But no one expected that this sweet-looking beauty wouldn't be torn apart. Instead, he would thrive at St. Edmund's.

What about the fan clubs? The admirers? The onlookers looked bewildered. Are they useless?

The fan club members: We're busy cheering on our little Yu beauty, don't @ us!

Coming Soon 1: Straight-Laced Tough Guy Temple God, the One Being Pursued

The Broken Temple Owes Me a Trending Topic

Bai Jing'an died, and it was pretty unjust. He went into the water to save someone, but the person not only failed to appreciate it, they left him behind to die as soon as they got back to shore.

When he opened his eyes again, he had become a bound asset of a run-down temple.

The good news: He got reborn and reclaimed his life.

The bad news: He came with a rotten System that zapped his butt if he didn't complete missions, as well as a super debuff that occasionally turned him into a puppy.

Bai Jing'an, forced into a new line of work: Thanks, but no thanks. I'm in a temple, I've just become a wild god, and my services include but aren't limited to physical exorcisms (swinging a brick), emotional counseling (listening with a cold face), family mediation (knocking someone out with one punch), and wish fulfillment (within reasonable limits).

Don't ask. I'm just a "cool-guy temple god, surviving tribulations online."

Send me 50 incense coins, and I'll listen to your revenge plan.

He had himself, a temple, and a childhood friend who had come looking for him. Just as his life was starting to improve, those awful relatives of his found out about him:

What? The freak they exiled didn't die, and now he's become the metaphysical influencer everyone online is talking about?

How can that be?!

The Bai family kept buying negative trending topics and putting out hit pieces, but could only watch as his livestreams grew more popular by the day and his business flourished.

"Stop worshiping him! That crooked god and his crappy temple were set up by an unfilial son. It's all a scam!" his scumbag father shouted.

Bai Jing'an, a lollipop in his mouth, kicked a demon flying and calmly continued his livestream. "Tsk. Old man, you'd be a lot more convincing if you weren't wearing my demon-repelling talisman around your neck."

He gave a faintly mocking smile. "Done so many shameful things that you're afraid of running into a ghost?"

[TIPS]

1. A completely made-up, silly, feel-good story. Almost no professional knowledge, and absolutely no logic.

2. White-haired, cold-faced, straight-talking cool-guy, the one being pursued x Gentle, forceful Dom who silently stands by him, the pursuer.

3. One-on-one romance, happy ending, both pure and each other's first love.

Coming Soon 2: Tiger-like, Strikingly Handsome Straight-A Guy, the One Being Pursued

Idiot Straight A Falls into a Battle Royale at a Noble Academy

They say top Alphas feel nothing but rejection and disgust for one another, never friendship.

Ying Xianqing scoffed at the idea.

He and his childhood friend had grown up sharing everything, and they were incredibly close. It would take the end of the world to tear their friendship apart.

But one day, his world came crashing down.

He woke up sore all over in his childhood friend's bed and looked at their bodies tangled together. For the first time, he understood what despair was.

Ying Xianqing: Buddy, I think we can still save our friendship.

Childhood friend: No. You seemed way too into it. I'm repulsed by homosexuality.

Ying Xianqing tried his best to make things right, but his childhood friend only avoided him more and more. After a long, strange dream, he finally understood the truth about this world:

It was a noble academy novel, and the main characters were his best friend and a newly enrolled transfer student from a poor background. He was just a supporting character with a rather unfortunate ending.

To save himself from that fate, he started recruiting boyfriends overnight.

His irritable rival lowered his head to sniff his nape. "A fake relationship? I don't do fake. If you want to be with me, then we date for real. Don't move. First, let me kiss you."

A gentle upperclassman brushed the loose hair from beside his ear. "Why didn't you come to me, Qingqing? If you want me, I'm always here."

Everyone at the academy: Pick me! Pick me! Pick me!

After finally settling into a stable relationship, he took his boyfriends to meet his childhood friend. But before his friend could say anything, the transfer student ran over, furious and red-eyed. "You've dated so many people. When will it be my turn? I refuse to believe you don't have feelings for me!"

Ying Xianqing looked from one to the other, horrified. "Wait, aren't you two dating?"

His childhood friend finally lost his composure and grabbed his hand. "I waited all this time for you to figure it out, and now I have a whole academy of rivals?"

The academy's beauty Alpha finally fell out with the people around him, and everyone secretly celebrated.

But before they could even be happy, he was surrounded by a whole new crowd of admirers.

Forget it. If that's how it is, one more admirer won't make a difference, and neither will one fewer. Everyone cheerfully crowded around him, hoping to have a chance to talk to the beauty.

Struggling to escape his boyfriends' arms, Ying Xianqing saw stars. "I can't take any more! Leave me alone!"

Coming Soon 3: Cool, Elegant, and Sickly Beauty, the One Being Pursued

After the Virtual Rose Awakens

In every horror story, there's always a character like this: as beautiful as a delicate glass doll, so fragile it seems a breeze could knock him down, and yet blessed with a foolish kindness. He moves among the male characters, unknowingly aggravating conflicts within the group, and ultimately dies a miserable death, all to grab the audience's attention.

Jing Ci was unfortunately just such a character.

Then one day, while sitting in the car of his blond boyfriend, the baseball team's captain, he suddenly became self-aware.

The rainstorm smeared crooked streaks across the windshield. He stared at his pale face and frightened eyes in the rearview mirror, and suddenly experienced a clear, piercing terror he'd never felt while being controlled by the plot.

He began to fear and tremble.

But the force of the plot pushed him onward. Trapped in the rain-soaked mountains with a group of friends straight out of a horror movie, they eventually had no choice but to seek shelter in an ancient castle, its shadowy silhouette looming like a giant beast in the darkness.

Those sticky gazes, those reflections hidden deep in the mirrors, those strange carvings...

Their gazes were feverish and greedy, with undisguised desire and malice.

They wanted him dead.

People were forced into this eternal-night horror game, struggling to survive in one terrifying scenario after another.

Gradually, some noticed that every scenario had an NPC who was far too beautiful:

He was elegantly beautiful and aloof, yet also a little naive, like a frozen rose sealed beneath a glass dome. Whenever the plot demanded it, monsters killed him again and again, vividly portraying the beauty of death and violence.

Players feared his beauty, too exquisite to seem human, yet were mesmerized by the beads of blood clinging to his lashes as he lay dying.

They called him the Virtual Rose.

Theme: Strive to make the world a better place.