沙雕 Novels

Jiang Li, the cold and beautiful academic genius from University A’s medical school, has two secrets. 1. His pheromone was colorless and odorless, yet it render all Alphas impotent. 2. He suffers from severe stage fright—so severe that his breathing becomes irregular, preventing him from completing his graduation defense. The defense requires a panel of 33 professors taking turns to question candidates, with no exemptions unless one applies for a grading-based evaluation in late pregnancy. Jiang Li: That’s a good solution, but— By chance, a friend introduces him to soothe the pheromone storm of a mysterious, irrational Alpha. Surprisingly, someone can actually smell his pheromones without losing potency—and is even calmed by Jiang Li. Six months later, at University A’s graduate defense session: Jiang Li stands with a slightly rounded abdomen and pale lips, avoiding eye contact with the panel below. By the end, his clothes are drenched in cold sweat. His research is flawless, and the room falls silent as the grading system prepares to announce a perfect score— Suddenly, a deep voice echoes from the back row. "On the night of December 3rd, were you really in the lab?" Cen Lang flips open the lab log, presses a slender finger against the date, and raises cold, questioning eyes. Jiang Li’s phobia flares up. Clutching the table, his face turns ghostly pale. "...Yes." What, can’t I still drag myself out to run an experiment? Cen Lang has endured pheromone storms for twelve years, leaving anyone near him during episodes with chronic neural pain. Until one day, a fleeting deity descends. Only to leave him a counterfeit. Cen Lang folds his hands, gazing lazily at Jiang Li with dangerous intent. "Those who dare lie to me—" Jiang Li: "Can I draw a vial of your pheromones?" Cen Lang: "...Fine."

Centuries ago. Chi Lin: "I wish to serve by Your Majesty's side for life, sharing your burdens, and be your loyal minister forever." Female Emperor: "Besides being a minister, you could also be a wife." Chi Lin: "..." To uncover the truth behind the Female Emperor's sudden death, the court sorcerer used a soul-chasing secret art to send Chi Lin's spirit into reincarnation, placing her in the body of a modern-day, rebellious slacker teen who shares her name. The slacker-turned-overachiever now carries the demeanor of a disciplined scholar-official. Present day. Chi Lin: "In this life, I shall stay by your side, taking care of your daily needs." Lou Mi: "Our parents aren’t even married yet—who’s calling whom ‘sister’? But we can get married first." Chi Lin: "......" Seems she hasn’t mistaken the person—definitely the Female Emperor’s reincarnation. Chi Lin: "Your subject is not yet prepared to court Your Majesty in this life." Lou Mi: "We can marry first." Chi Lin: "...Your Majesty should prioritize state affairs. Please return with me to restore the empire." Lou Mi: "Fine. Marry first."

On the first day of school, Yu Ran found himself underneath the boy he couldn’t stand. A lighthearted, comedic, and sweet youth romance—don’t take it too seriously, just enjoy the fun! Featuring a sleepy, tsundere, pure-hearted **top** × a sunny, chuuni, clueless but straightforward **bottom**.

Xiao Lan is a broke guy who can’t handle anything involving money. On his way home from work, he’s swallowed by darkness, only to wake up in a terrifying and deadly escape game. . An uninstallable app locks its users in—no escape unless they die. Average players: *Help! I don’t wanna die!!!* Xiao Lan: *Sorry, my crappy phone froze. Mind waiting a sec?* . An old TV stretches out a hand—anyone grabbed gets dragged into its world. Average players: *AAAAAH! What do we do?!* Xiao Lan: *From my years fixing old appliances... I think this model disassembles like this...* . One day, the bosses finally corner Xiao Lan, ready to eliminate this bug. But then he rolls up his sleeves, strides forward, and beats them into questioning their ghostly existence. Xiao Lan: *You think an overworked dog’s night walks are for nothing?* Luo: *My dear is always so adorable.* Bystander (shivering): *Your definition of "adorable" is a bit... skewed...* [Omnipotent Broke-but-Handsome bottom × Refined Scheming Wolf top] Ps. 1. A balance of horror and absurd humor. 2. A protagonist who turns poverty into his golden finger. 3. CP is Mr. Envelope—1v1, HE. 4. You have the freedom to be vicious—others have the freedom to clap back. ---

Jiang Lechen—the most pig-slaughtering idol, and the most dance-singing veterinarian. As a minor idol in a training-style boy band, Jiang feels less like he’s chasing dreams in the entertainment industry and more like enduring military drills. From Monday to Friday, he struggles through 8 AM university classes, fighting tooth and nail for attendance and GPA. After class, he rushes to the company for dance, vocal, and acting lessons. Weekends are spent in the dorm, waiting for elusive stage opportunities. He considers himself a part-time idol—others might sacrifice their lives for the stage, but he just wants to scrape by on the 2,000-yuan base salary. Friends advise him: "The contract termination fee isn’t high—if it’s too much, just quit and go back to being a normal person!" Jiang Lechen: "No! I think I can struggle a bit longer. The temple monk said I’m destined to blow up!" Who knew those words would come true? Jiang Lechen… actually blew up! But after becoming famous, why are domineering CEOs, top-tier seniors, aloof roommates, fellow band juniors, and renowned directors (cast in alphabetical order by pinyin)… all trying to invite him for a late-night "fluorescent script-reading" session? —————————— "If you like summer evenings, lounging in flip-flops at the alley’s entrance, watching the rush of commuters fade into twilight; If you like strategizing for chess-playing uncles in the park, greeting every passing pup with earnest delight; If you like grabbing an orange soda from a corner shop’s fridge, chugging it down in one go, then burping citrus into the night… …Then you’ll *love* Jiang Lechen."

The Holo E-sports League is a showcase for Alphas. The dwindling team Polaris, desperate to reassemble a roster and return to the arena, somehow recruited a sorcerer whose secondary gender is Omega. The little sorcerer is delicate and doll-like, standing among a crowd of towering Alpha players with his head barely visible, occasionally tugging at captain Lin Mingfei's sleeve. The entire league thought the former demon king Lin Mingfei had fallen from grace—and they were laughing themselves to death. Later, they found themselves tied up in the arena by Xia Tong's restraint spells. The little sorcerer tapped each of their foreheads with his staff, growling fiercely, "Apologize to our captain! If you don’t, I’ll send you all packing! And if you do... I’ll sing for you!" The captives instantly perked up: "Damn, he’s adorable!" — As the only Omega in the Holo E-sports industry, Xia Tong isn’t just Polaris’ mascot—he’s also every team’s dream recruit, with fans everywhere. The day after winning the league championship, a suit-clad Alpha knocked on Polaris’ club door. "Xia Tong is my missing custom-made partner. Your club must return him immediately—he’s coming home with me to have children." Lin Mingfei, shirtless and smoking, blocked the doorway, his overwhelming pheromones crashing like a tidal wave: "Care to repeat that?" #Trying to take the league’s darling home to breed? Have you never been beaten up before?! #Besides, he’s my Omega now! Outwardly steady but secretly ruthless hottie × Seemingly clueless but ferociously lethal cutie. Important Notes: →1V1, indulgent, sweet, and hilarious slice-of-life. →Not traditional e-sports—more like a "me lose" kind of deal. →Social systems and game rules are pure nonsense—don’t overthink it. →If dropping, no need to announce—thanks for your respect.

As the title says, my roommate is 1.85m tall and just retired from the military; I'm a shut-in with zero combat skills. I wrote him into my story as a powerful bottom and explicitly described all kinds of NSFW scenes with him, multiple times with various kinks. Now, my roommate is looking at me very strangely. Genuinely seeking solutions—don’t reply if you’re just here for the drama, thanks!

Pei Xi and He Chuzhou's companies are direct competitors, and they can't stand each other—natural-born rivals. But right during yet another high-stakes project battle, Pei Xi gets into a car accident. He Chuzhou barely manages to rush him to the hospital before the doctor warns him that the concussion might cause complications—prepare for the worst. He turns around, only to see the man on the hospital bed already awake, gaze still icy, aloof, and disdainful. Well, doesn’t he seem fine? Yet that very night, He Chuzhou receives a call from Pei Xi. The voice is unmistakably his, but the tone is completely different—soft, fragile, almost tearful: *“Chuzhou… it’s dark out already. Aren’t you coming to pick me up?”* —— Pei Xi’s brain got scrambled in the crash. Every time he wakes up, his memories jumble, only resetting after his next sleep. What drives him mad is that, during these lapses, He Chuzhou somehow becomes his *husband*. But worse? When his memory returns to normal, he remembers every single humiliating detail from those muddled episodes. How is he supposed to live like this?! —— A *"can’t resist pampering his wife"* husband (top) x *"cold and proud beauty"* wife (bottom).

Chi Yu has transmigrated. She becomes the once-glorious daughter of the White City's lord, now the male protagonist's cast-off wife, a frail and cunning little schemer. She has a history of heinous acts such as poisoning the female lead, assassinating the antagonist's beloved, and humiliating the physically imperfect, sickly antagonistic great demon king, among other shocking deeds. In this hellish starting situation, the first task issued by the accompanying system is: —— Save the world. Chi Yu solemnly declares: 'It seems my destiny is to be a savior. The road ahead is long and has no end; I shall search high and low!' Just over ten minutes after her oath, her skull was crushed by the great demon king... Chi Yu: '???' Are you kidding me? Is this difficult level even worth playing? Is this a useless system just daydreaming! 'I'm dead, the story ends with a shower of flowers.' System: 'No, you can be resurrected infinitely until you complete the mission to save the world.' ... Half a month later. Chi Yu meets the great demon king again and is pierced through the chest by his sword. Another two months pass. She is held in the great demon king's arms, used as a human shield. Chi Yu: '... (inexpressible frustration).' Five years later. Chi Yu, enduring humiliation and with a strong will despite her physical disabilities, successfully revives the love line of the original male and female leads, inspiring them to suppress the great demon king and save the world. She leaves quietly, hiding her name and deeds, and 'dies' in the great battle... However, her 'death' leads to a total collapse. The great demon king goes berserk, slaughtering everyone. System: '... I don't know what went wrong either, shall we try again?' Chi Yu: '#@$% System, you don't have a mother.' PS: Despite the brutal description, this story is 1v1, with a main sweet and pampering love line, and the plot is satisfyingly silly (with some special settings that may be a bit harsh on the female lead's body). The male lead has no 'white moonlight' (a metaphor for an unattainable love interest), only loves causing trouble in the first life, and only likes Chi Yu in the second life."

Former playboy bottom * Eternal reticent and old-fashioned top Yu Nan worked as an obstetric nurse for years, but he never imagined that after delivering countless babies, he’d end up pregnant himself! He transmigrated into another world and had a one-night stand—only to end up with a baby on the way. Staring at the ultrasound report, Yu Nan’s mind blanked for a long moment, leaving only one thought—*A rooster that lays eggs? The ultimate fighting rooster.* Damn, that’s wild. Then, a devastatingly handsome yet aloof man snatched the scan from his hands. Expression dark, the man crumpled the paper and tossed it into the trash. Man: *"Abort it."* Yu Nan: *"Bad for my health."* Man: *"You must. I’ll cover the expenses."* Yu Nan: *"Is the kid yours?"* The man scoffed: *"Obviously."* Yu Nan, ever scientific and meticulous, raised an eyebrow: *"How can you be so sure?"* * Only later did Yu Nan realize he’d transmigrated into a BL mpreg novel. The man, Chu Jiu, was a rising elite—someone the original host had schemed desperately to latch onto. This child was the result of the original host’s relentless efforts. But in the original story, the baby never made it. The original host, overly anxious and insecure, pushed too hard—losing the child, his fertility, his sanity, and becoming the laughingstock of their circle. Yu Nan: *"..."* Chu Jiu sneered: *"Did you think I’d stay with you just because you gave birth?"* Playboy Yu Nan thought: *Did you think I’d stay with YOU just because I gave birth?* Out loud, he sniffled pitifully: *"But this is my baby! If their own father won’t love them, and even their other dad won’t… how cruel is that?"* Later, when Yu Nan reconsidered keeping it, Chu Jiu panicked. Tycoon mother-in-law: *"Have the baby, and I’ll give you 10 million."* [Friendly note: Plot is fictional—do not imitate. Any coincidences? Consult a professional. Hearts.]s s s s s

Lu Yu wakes up to find himself ten years in the future. Good news: his future self is successful, financially free, and married to the crush of his dreams—his senior male idol. Bad news: said idol is about to divorce him. Lu Yu: "You’re divorcing 28-year-old Lu Da Yu—what does that have to do with 18-year-old Lu Xiao Yu? You handle your divorce, I’ll chase my idol. We have nothing to do with each other." The idol about to divorce him: "..." Ming Yan entered a contractual marriage with his business partner to resolve issues with their overseas company. Three years later, with the company stabilized and the contract expired, it’s time to divorce—except the partner suddenly insists he’s a time-traveler, refusing to divorce no matter what. A headache. Lu Yu (top) × Ming Yan (bottom)

During his senior year of high school, Xie Qi's parents were involved in a car accident. The driver fled the scene, leaving Xie Qi drowning in exorbitant medical bills, teetering on the edge of dropping out and resorting to sex work to survive. One day, while delivering food to his parents, Xie Qi mistakenly entered the wrong ward and was roped in by a busy caregiver to bathe a comatose patient in bed. Xie Qi complied, but as he turned to leave, the patient suddenly grabbed his hand. The caregiver was stunned and hurried to call for help. Even the patient’s mother rushed to the scene. Upon seeing this, she tearfully declared, "You must be the one Yi Zhi likes! No wonder he reacted when you came." Xie Qi: "Auntie, I’m not—" She interrupted, "If you become my daughter-in-law, I’ll give you 200,000 yuan a month in pocket money. All you have to do is talk to him daily to help him wake up." Xie Qi: "..." Xie Qi replied calmly, "Understood, Mom. Can we sign a contract?" With the contract signed, Xie Qi symbolically married the comatose man. Determined to earn his keep, he took on the responsibility of caring for his "husband" alongside his parents, handling everything personally. Those around him assumed he was deeply in love, and his mother-in-law was so moved she doubled his allowance to 400,000 yuan. The moment the 400,000 hit his account, Xie Qi poured out his "emotion" at the bedside: "Husband, I adore you to death." The next second, he locked eyes with Qin Yizhi. Xie Qi: "..." Qin Yizhi: "..." Xie Qi reached out and closed Qin Yizhi’s eyelids. "Damn, since when do comatose patients open their eyes?" Qin Yizhi: "???"

I Have Something to Say: I'm straight, fond of ladies, not beards. But— Emperor: Wretch! You actually prefer men! Empress: My son owns the world—what’s a few men? I Have Something to Say: I shine bright as the sun, devoted to public good, reflecting thrice daily. But— Ministers: The Crown Prince is scheming, paranoid, and heartless—no blessing for the realm. Commoners: Rumor has it our Crown Prince not only lusts after all but also has three heads and six arms, feasting on hearts and livers, needing seven men a night to sate his appetite! Xiao Jianshen, pushed to the limit, finally decides to change all this. I Have Something to Say: I want to marry a virtuous beauty to be my Crown Princess. Then— Xue Maoqing (Fu Tinghuan): Your Highness, how dare you take me by force?! Xiao Jianshen: WTF?! Where’s the gentle, virtuous princess? Why did a woman turn into a man??? This is the tale of a prince who left the palace young, roamed the martial world with his master, cured his youthful delusions, and left behind legends—only to return and be universally misunderstood as a manipulative schemer... until he amusingly embraces the role.

"Dumb and Dumb" Yuan Chaoyu transmigrates into a cannon fodder bottom character in an old-fashioned melodramatic novel. And he's currently pregnant. His husband is the "global economic overlord" Dongfang Boyan, a cold and obsessive tycoon who doesn’t love him—their marriage is just for appearances. In the book, the original host tries desperately to win Dongfang Boyan’s heart, only to end up in a mental institution, while his child ends up calling the protagonist bottom 'Dad.' Yuan Chaoyu: So scary! I’m divorcing him and taking the baby far away from those two scumbags! Just remember to transfer the alimony on time, and I’ll never bother you again! Dongfang Boyan: Divorce? Hmm, still dreaming? *Mwah!* Sweetheart, go back to sleep—I’ll change the baby’s diaper.

Song Cheng and Wen Xiangyi spent ten years together, always feeling like she was being forced into it. Wen Xiangyi just liked her because she was an athlete and decent-looking! Reborn back in high school, Song Cheng is determined to study hard and never become a woman’s plaything again. Most importantly, she must not catch Wen Xiangyi’s eye. Whatever traits Wen Xiangyi likes about her—she’ll erase them all. In college, Song Cheng can’t resist sneaking into the gym to lift weights, keeping it a secret. In the shower stall, Wen Xiangyi suddenly pulls back the curtain. Song Cheng clearly sees her gaze linger on her abdomen. She looks down—at her defined abs. Song Cheng’s mind blares an alarm. Flustered, she explains, “They’re just drawn on!” Wen Xiangyi studies her stomach, then the water droplets trailing down Song Cheng’s jaw and neck. After a long pause, she hums ambiguously.

Gu Rong could come back to life after death. Starting from his first accidental death, he would revive every time he died. A fortune-teller once told him his fate was unlucky and that he needed a softer name, or he would die young. Gu Rong didn’t believe it and insisted on changing his name. The next day, he died from a flowerpot smashing him on the way to the hospital for his sore butt. He was reborn the night before his death. Unconvinced, he took a taxi this time—only to perish in a car crash. On his third rebirth, he walked for five hours to the hospital gate but was stabbed to death in a medical dispute and sent straight to the morgue. The fourth time... Gu Rong finally accepted his fate, but even changing his name back didn’t help. Skipping the hospital meant instant death, yet going meant certain doom. Though he’d revive, Gu Rong—who’d never suffered such humiliation—cried under his blankets at night. His usually hostile roommate overheard and, in a rare moment of pity, took him to the hospital. This time, they arrived safely, and Gu Rong was admitted. Gu Rong: Could it be that staying with him keeps me from dying? Later— Shen Queji’s thoughts: My health-obsessed rival roommate has been clinging to me lately. Does he want to... Shen Queji’s words: Can you stop hugging me? Get your legs off, hands off, and stop biting me!

Su Huaiming transmigrated into a role as a wealthy stepfather. His stepson was notoriously unruly—a little tyrant who drove away five nannies a month and made teachers quit in tears. Later, he was forced to join a parenting show with his stepson, endure public ridicule, and eventually leave the industry in disgrace. Su Huaiming: *I’m tired. Just skip to the part where I quit.* *** Bound by contract, Su Huaiming had to participate in the parenting show with his stepson. Netizens mocked him, eager to see him humiliated. When the stepson threw a tantrum on the floor, Su Huaiming—having outgrown such antics—sat back, sipping boba tea and scrolling on his phone, waiting to see who would give up first. The stepson stood up on his own, dusted himself off, and never acted up again. When the stepson threw a fit over ice cream and tried to steal Su Huaiming’s share, Su Huaiming bought two and finished both in front of him—because no matter what, *he* wouldn't suffer. From then on, the stepson politely asked, *"Dad, can I have a bite?"* Faced with tasks, the stepson tried to slack off—only to find Su Huaiming sprawled on a chair, muttering *"I refuse!"* Not wanting to lose to other kids, the stepson tearfully completed the task... and earned praise from the farmers. The unconventional father-son duo went viral. *"I may be an adult, but why should I give in to you?"* *"The best way to deal with brats is to be even brattier!"* *"Su Huaiming is my serotonin—the entertainment industry needs him!"* *** Fu Xiaoxiao thought his stepdad was weak, childish, and insufferable! But... since the stepdad took him to the amusement park, *fine*, he’d humor him (as a true man should) orz. When Fu Jingfan returned from a business trip, he found his son miraculously well-behaved. Fu Xiaoxiao whispered solemnly: *"You have to pamper him, or he’ll throw a fit!"* Fu Jingfan, recalling the forgettable Su Huaiming, dismissed it. Later, during a livestream backstage at an event, viewers watched as the cold, elegant Fu Jingfan knelt before Su Huaiming, coaxing softly: *"Don’t be mad. I won’t make you exercise at night anymore..."* #*Wait… THAT kind of exercise?!* #*Is this even free content?!* PS: Starts bratty, becomes a sweet kid later. Not the ML’s biological child.

Occasionally, strange things happen around me, but I firmly believe there are no superpowers—my life is perfectly ordinary. Until one day, the apocalypse arrives without warning. I survive for a while in the perilous wasteland, only to suddenly find myself reborn. This time, I take the initiative and knock on my childhood friend’s door. Before the apocalypse, we were locked in a two-month cold war. Ji Wangcheng opens the door, and I blurt out an apology: "I’m sorry, let’s not fight anymore!" Then I cut to the chase: "You might not believe me, but the apocalypse is coming soon..." Someone as frail and introverted as my childhood friend—how could he survive the apocalypse without me? He stares at me intently before finally asking, "Are you serious?" I nod frantically. Him: "Why not go find your girlfriend?" Me: ??? When did I ever have a girlfriend? - In the end, I successfully convince him to move in together and stock up on supplies. …But the apocalypse never comes. It all seems like an incredibly vivid dream. I’m so embarrassed I could bury myself alive. Life seems to return to normal—everything orderly, uneventful—until the day I start packing my bags to move out of his place. Then, someone suddenly shows up at the door. The stranger: "We classify disasters as Pioneer-class, Ocean-class, Abyss-class… The highest level is Calamity-class." Me: "?" The person lowers their voice and says with difficulty, "Actually, your childhood friend..." —Before they can finish, in the next second, they collapse as if their life had been drained away! I stare at the sudden corpse, fingers icy with horror. Behind me, Ji Wangcheng’s voice remains cool and composed, yet carries a bone-chilling edge. He says softly, "He’s insane. Don’t listen to him." His gaze falls on my suitcase. He raises an eyebrow, casual yet ominous, his voice dropping. "Hmm… Where are you planning to go?" Me: … #Haha, damn, turns out my childhood friend is the walking apocalypse#

Synopsis: He Jia, a professional slacker in the male-oriented fiction world, gets exiled to the Quick Transmigration Bureau’s "Fill-in-the-Pit" department after offending the domineering CEO male lead from Green JJ. Countless authors have abandoned their stories here, leaving countless pitiful fictional characters trapped. He Jia fumes with righteous anger: "How could this happen?!" Facing the mournful gazes of countless male leads, He Jia pats their shoulders: "Bro, don’t worry. I’ll save you." He Jia swears he just wants to complete the abandoned plots, rescue the poor male leads, and return to the male-oriented fiction world as soon as possible. Little did he expect the male leads he kept calling "bro" would start looking at him... differently. * "Back then, nobody told me I was transmigrating into BL novels." Years later, He Jia lights a cigarette, clutching his sore waist as he gazes sorrowfully at the sky: "...I guess this is what they call ‘bending with the wind.’" 1v1, crack-filled sweet romance, fast-paced quick transmigration, ML (male lead) has multiple personas. World 1: The Sweet Romance Male Lead Is Actually Me World 2: The Canary Is Actually Me World 3: The Healing Type Is Actually Me World 4: The Pure High Schooler Is Actually Me World 5: The Scum Male Is Actually Me P.S.: This is an expanded version of a draft previously posted on XQ~ If it seems familiar, yes, it’s indeed by the same person (covers face). Recommended work by my friend: 《The Beauty Master Tears Up the Cannon Fodder Script [Transmigration]》by Belly Has a Pond

Xu Guangye broke up with his boyfriend before the college entrance exam. On his first day of university, he resolved to start fresh and embrace his new life! Little did he expect to see his ex-boyfriend alive and well the moment he opened his dorm room door. Xu Guangye: “…Must be the wrong way to open this door.” Li Yu: “…Destiny brings us together across a thousand miles.” Yet, none of the anticipated awkwardness or heartbreak of an exes’ reunion followed. Instead, Li Yu’s gaze burned with intensity whenever he looked at him… A month later, Xu Guangye, happily taking back his ex, fell into deep thought: Was he too silly, or was Li Yu just too smooth?