HE Novels

During summer vacation, Shen Du and his friend visited a trendy tattoo parlor where the owner had an outrageously handsome face. Long after, his friend still couldn't stop talking about it. One day, out of the blue, his friend sent him a message: "What do you think tattoo artists do in their free time?" Hours later, Shen Du saw the message—back pressed against the bed, mouth biting the bread offered by the tattoo artist. Deadpan, he typed: "Me."

Helan Xi is cheerful and lively by nature, but due to his constitution, he is forced to study the Path of Emotionless. The practitioners of this path are cold and silent, choosing their words sparingly. To fit in, Helan Xi has no choice but to suppress his true self and painfully feign aloofness. One day, however, Helan Xi accidentally… sleeps with his classmate, Song Xun. Upon waking, Helan Xi instantly loses his mind: *"I guess this damned path just isn’t for me anymore! Ahaha, life—life is full of surprises and unexpected twists!! And what’s with that look? Oh, you must be thinking I'm insane. That’s right, I’m insane! How shallow, how ignorant, how childish of me! Bet you didn’t expect this, Song Xun—you slept with a lunatic!!!"* Song Xun, who had always assumed Helan Xi was as reserved as himself: *"...Calm down."* Fortunately, their Path of Emotionless remains intact—proof that sleeping together doesn’t equate to affection. Once he finishes his meltdown, Helan Xi coldly approaches Song Xun: *"About me being a lunatic… could you keep it a secret?"* Song Xun: *"..."* ~ The consequence of two Emotionless practitioners breaking the rules to date: violent winds with every kiss, thunderstorms with every bed session. Mortified, Helan Xi wails: *"Please, save me! The whole sect knows when we kiss! I can't keep liking you this much… Alright—I hate people who snore in bed. How about you fake some snores when we sleep together tonight?"* Song Xun: *"."*

【Warning: A powerful alien is approaching, emitting intense mating pheromones in your direction.】 Banxia: “???” 【Your AI has generated three solutions for you. 1. Accept the proposal—the alien will excitedly take you back to its nest. 2. Reject the proposal—the alien will directly take you back to its nest. 3. Flee immediately—the alien will chase you down, beat you up, and take you back to its nest.】 Stranded on an alien planet, Banxia had seen giant birds, ridden mammoths, and could even remain calm if a native proposed to him. Until the sky darkened. A monstrous creature, like something out of a fantasy, crashed down before him. The beast, covered in scales and feathers, lowered its head, stretched out a crimson tongue, and licked him. Banxia: !!!∑(°Д°ノ)ノ Tiannanxing had lived alone for thousands of years, never once considering finding a mate. Until one day, it caught the scent of a strange male—a scent that instantly triggered its mating instincts. "Want... want to lay eggs."

Shen Zhixian transmigrated into a novel as a cannon fodder master. Out of jealousy, this master personally destroyed his disciple's spiritual roots, ultimately driving the disciple to demonic cultivation, who then turned around and sliced him into a thousand pieces. Shen Zhixian transmigrated at the exact moment of being sliced—then he was reborn. After rebirth, Shen Zhixian devoted himself to raising his disciple, only to realize later that the disciple was also reborn, with memories only up to the moment the original master severed his spiritual roots. Shen Zhixian: "...My bad." Later, Shen Zhixian came to understand a truth: The fact that "master" is the most dangerous profession in historical BL story is no joke.

For the first half of his life, Xiao Yu’an lived under constraints, yet he never considered himself pitiful. He had a master who doted on him, a brother he had regained, and a junior brother who, though ill-tempered, at least never harmed him. Until one day, his master abandoned him, his brother planted a gu in his body, and his junior brother sneered, demanding to know why he was still alive… Even so, Xiao Yu’an never lost hope in the world—because he met a young swordsman. Cold as moonlight, noble as rare jade, every gesture of the young swordsman exuded grace befitting a renowned sect. Xiao Yu’an thought they could be friends. Later, the young swordsman demanded he offer his blood to save another’s life. Xiao Yu’an didn’t want to die. He wanted to live—freely. **Before You Dive In:** - *The cover features the bottom. The top is Gu Louyin. Only the top succeeds in the crematorium arc. From beginning to end, the top and bottom have eyes only for each other, though the bottom has intimate moments with cannon-fodder tops.* **Not suitable for pure romance purists.** - *The synopsis is the content warning. Each form of toxicity is spelled out. Not a sweet story, not a straightforward power fantasy—expect old-school melodrama and dogblood twists. Proceed at your own discretion.*

When Su Qingfeng was young, he went up the mountain to cultivate and unexpectedly found a little wild ghost in the back hills. The little wild ghost was covered in dirt, with only a pair of dark, bright eyes—clear and pure like a spring. Su Qingfeng’s heart softened, and he took in the little ghost, giving him a name and raising him by his side. Years later… the entire Daoist world knew that Master Su had a cold, handsome Ghost King by his side—ferocious, wreaking havoc—only kept in check by Master Su’s personal restraint, ensuring peace for the mortal world. Su Qingfeng, who was rumored to be suppressing the Ghost King single-handedly: ??? What are they talking about? Su Huai: Daoist… so cute… want to eat. ① Cool, composed, high-powered beauty heavenly master bottom x clingy, obsessive, wicked ghost top raised by the bottom. ② Light-hearted supernatural heavenly master story—don’t overthink it, mwah!

When Muxi encountered that female insect in the underground district, her body was covered in blood, a pathetic sight. Her heterochromatic eyes stared blankly at him, reminding him of his family’s prized cat. But no prized cat could ever be this filthy, could it? Muxi wanted to clean her up, so he bought her. [Gorgeous, aloof male insect (top) × Reborn, formidable, repressed loyal dog female insect (bottom)] Later, Muxi realized she was actually a ferocious beast—nothing like the prized cat he had imagined. Watching as she cautiously sheathed her claws and wings to crouch beside him, Muxi hesitated: Should he toss out this creature he’d raised and tamed himself? Shi’an turned her head. "My lord, are you really going to wear pajamas?" "Yes." Muxi kicked away the wing coiled around him and tightened his sash. Shi’an: "?!?!" Shi'an flexed her body, showcasing her robust muscles. "My lord, pajamas aren’t as warm as I am." Muxi: "…" That was undeniably true.

Yu Cheng: A modern-day young master with a habit of meddling in others’ business, specializing in putting arrogant people in their place. Long Yu: The demon king of the supernatural realm, whose overwhelming workload has driven him to wield cruelty at the drop of a hat. Different worlds, different species. Then one day, their souls inexplicably switch bodies. Frequency of swaps: Once every five days.

[Protagonist quick transmigration, doting top healing & pampering bottom, indulgence-filled fluff. The main story features multiple perspectives from the shou's viewpoint—proceed with caution if this isn't your preference!] Wang Weichu—a name so plainly generic it screamed cannon fodder side character—lived up to his role perfectly. Taken from his rural village by his father, his first duty upon returning home was to be sold off like merchandise to the Cheng family. Mr. Cheng was handsome, accomplished, and wildly successful—someone Wang Weichu admired and adored. Yet the entire city knew Mr. Cheng had a cherished white moonlight he’d pursued relentlessly for years—someone Wang could never measure up to, not even by a hundredth. That is, until a family banquet, where Wang Weichu finally met that untouchable white moonlight: Cen Yao. Elegant, aloof, and chillingly unapproachable... Cen Yao hooked a foot around Wang’s leg beneath the table. [Reiterating warnings! The synopsis only covers the first arc. Self-indulgent fluff with repetitive tropes—bottom is healed and redeemed by the white moonlight top. Expect dog blood drama, shameless indulgence, sugary fluff, and emphasized bold tags. The white moonlight is the beautiful dom top! Don’t misplace your ships!]

Feng Qi wakes up one day to find herself transmigrated into a romantic xianxia novel she wrote—except she’s not the heroine, but a cannon-fodder female supporting character. Bearing the title of Demon Clan's Holy Maiden, she infiltrates the heroine's side to snatch the male lead by any means necessary. In short, her actions harm others without benefiting herself. But Feng Qi has no intention of competing with the heroine. Instead, she chooses a different path— Becoming a good disciple and an obedient pet. Though she’s a demon, her adorable true form comes in handy. Ruan Lan holds up a piece of dried meat: "Want more?" Feng Qi: "Meow~"

The spirit of youthful chivalry.Life and death together, a promise as heavy as gold.Not seeking a long sword, but capturing the seed of a hero, the sword roars in the west wind.

Song Pu transmigrated into a historical dogblood romance novel, becoming a minor cannon fodder character beside the villainous tyrannical emperor. In the original story, this minor character would be framed for assaulting a palace concubine and torn apart by five horses by the tyrannical emperor, left to dry on the city walls. To save his life, Song Pu lavishes the emperor with endless flattery, determined to become his most trusted subordinate—— "Your Majesty’s martial prowess is unparalleled, hitting every target with unerring accuracy—I admire you from the bottom of my heart!" "Your Majesty is a true dragon among men, Heaven’s chosen, second to none—serving you is a blessing earned over lifetimes!" "Your Majesty touched my hand—I’ll never wash it again!" "The treasures Your Majesty bestows upon me are no ordinary treasures! They embody Your Majesty’s boundless affection—I shall pass them down as heirlooms for generations!" ……… "Your Majesty…" What the—?! The emperor drags him onto the imperial bed and smiles delightedly. "You are permitted to speak more sweet words for me." Song Pu: "…mmp, fuck your mother ok?" Emperor: "What does that mean?" "Like silkworms spinning silk till death, candles weeping wax until their final light!" * Reading Guide: 1. Bottom-focused. Aesthetic, pain-sensitive bottom who showers rainbow farts in public but curses inwardly x a narcissistic, mercurial, overpowered top with tyrannical tendencies. 2. Sweet romance-focused fluff. No angst. One dares to flatter, the other dares to believe—a match made in heaven! 3. Both top and bottom have no romantic history except for each other. No mpreg. 4. Author’s writing isn’t refined. Fictional dynasty—avoid if you’re a stickler for historical accuracy!

System: You've traveled through time to a parallel universe slightly behind the timeline. Xin Le: …! System: Career mission initiated—you must become a god of literature and entertainment. Xin Le: …………!! System: Forgot to mention, the guy across from you is your love rival, and he’s the original partner—you’re actually the other man. Xin Le: ………………!!! Xin Le: Ohohoho, my dear friend, I’ll definitely find you a great top! As for trash like him—chop off his JJ and feed it to the dogs!! Yu Hang Le: … (Actually, I’m the top…)

Eight years later, Jiang Ming saw Liang Rui again and finally learned that he was still alive. Liang Rui seemed to be living well—even with a child now, a happy family of three thriving harmoniously. Jiang Ming only felt his chest tighten unbearably, suffocating him. So, throughout these eight years, he was the only one who had suffered. Ha... How could he ever accept this? #Alternate titles: The Blackened ML’s Long Road to Winning His Wife Back# / #What If My Wife Keeps Doubting My Love? Need Help ASAP# Reading Guide: Main ingredients: Dogblood angst, sour-spicy flavor. 1V1, younger gong, mpreg, power couple, HE.

Lu Shizhen transmigrated into a novel as the villainess obsessed with the heroine, bound to a system called *"Heaven Give Me Another Chance."* In the story, the heroine Xu Shiyue was once exceptional, but after her uncle’s schemes, her parents died, and she lost her sight. The villainess seized the chance, offering protection—only to betray her. Ultimately, Xu Shiyue, now a vengeful "black moonlight," left the villainess limbless in a fiery death. Staring at the already-blinded heroine in the original host’s home, Lu Shizhen and her system fell silent. Lu Shizhen: *"...Is this salvageable?"* System: *"Worth a try."* Fighting to change fate, Lu Shizhen rolled up her sleeves before the original host could harm Xu Shiyue. She hired top doctors, gifted the best guide dogs, and would’ve plucked the moon if Xu Shiyue asked. The world called Lu Shizhen a volatile, spoiled madwoman. To Xu Shiyue, she was the only anchor in her blurred vision. When her story arc ended, Lu Shizhen faked her death during Xu Shiyue’s family succession and vanished to enjoy life. That night, the ruthless Xu heiress stood in the snow, staring at the charred corpse, eyes bloodred—like a rabid dog. Rumors said Xu Shiyue *hated* her captor, scattering her ashes without a grave. Passing by, Lu Shizhen lost her appetite and quietly moved her retirement plans farther away. Years later, hearing her gifted guide dog was dying, Lu Shizhen sneaked back—only to run into Xu Shiyue, who *shouldn’t* still live there. The lock clicked sharply in the quiet spring night. Xu Shiyue: *"Where else do you plan to go?"* **Key Notes:** 1. The original host committed *no crimes* before transmigration. No illegal acts! 2. Xu Shiyue was *already adult* when orphaned. *No* harmful depictions of minors! 3. "Captivity" is gossip—Xu Shiyue could leave freely but stayed due to blindness. 4. The "corpse" wasn’t human. *No* illegal acts or disrespect toward the deceased!

On the third night stranded on the deserted island, Rong Qi's patience had worn thin. The vast sea stretched endlessly, no horizon in sight. As night fell, darkness enveloped everything, leaving nothing visible. Nothing but a biting, bone-deep cold. Gu Yunxing said earnestly, "Heaven never seals off all exits." Heaven never seals off all exits? Only those righteous sect disciples could be so naive. —An ancient rivals desert-island survival story.

Song Tingyuan had just started college when his mother was suddenly diagnosed with a serious illness, requiring expensive surgery within a short timeframe. Desperate, he followed a friend's advice and joined a live-streaming company. His agent had a keen eye and immediately pinpointed his niche— Cross-dressing as a woman for suggestive content. As a rookie streamer, Song Tingyuan quickly gained fans thanks to his stunning looks. However, he didn’t quite master the art of "suggestive content," leaving his直播间 largely filled with wide-eyed students just like him. They’d rave about his beauty daily but never spent a dime—just there for the vibe. Just as he was growing frantic over the surgery fees, a low-level account named "Love-Seeking Rose" suddenly dropped into his stream and maxed out their spending limit overnight. From then on, Song Tingyuan’s life took a turn. He never lost another PK battle, sitting around chatting was enough to trigger endless gift showers, and some even accused him of staging it for clout. Staring at the staggering earnings in his account, a baffled Song Tingyuan nervously added his top patron as a friend. Song Tingyuan: "You’ve spent too much... bro, please spend responsibly." Love-Seeking Rose: "I *never* spend responsibly. I’ve topped up—when’s your next stream?" — As the second son of the Shao Group, Shao Zhiyan’s daily routine involved fending off hordes of gold-diggers while searching for true love in this shallow world. Then one day, while scrolling through short videos, he stumbled on a streamer doing a PK punishment. Under the moonlit sky, the tiny streamer was sprinting down the street, phone in hand, panting and yelling, “I’m a big dumb loser nobody loves!” The absurdly adorable look hit Shao Zhiyan right in the heart. His friends warned him not to fall for it, exposing how internet streamers have no real feelings—stop the gifts, and the "love" vanishes. Shao Zhiyan had an epiphany: *So if I keep gifting, he’ll keep liking me.*

Introverted and composed general's daughter X gentle and scheming toxic beauty

In his past life, He Zizhong was unfortunate—this loyal dog had pledged his loyalty to the wrong person. In the harsh apocalypse, he was betrayed by his relatives, had his spatial ability stolen by his lover, and was tragically issued a kill order by the rival who stole his love. Only on the brink of death did he discover that Fang Hao, who had been by his side all along, was the same junior who had confessed to him back in high school. Sadly, Fang Hao had also died, right in his arms. In He Zizhong’s previous life, Fang Hao had considered himself lucky. After six or seven years, he had found his first love again in the desolate apocalypse and had the chance to stay by his side for half a year. More importantly, at the end of his life, he could die in the arms of the person he loved—could there be anything happier in the world? Reborn, He Zizhong proved with facts that yes, there was something happier than dying together—it was spending a lifetime together, never parting, never abandoning. With his spatial ability and the lover he vowed to protect in this life, He Zizhong’s new life goal was to fight zombies, level up, and build a harmonious, happy life together. But what to do when he encountered the ex who betrayed his feelings, the selfish cousin who schemed for his spatial ability, and the rival who once ordered his death? If he couldn’t avoid them, then he’d crush them all into the mud!

Cen Kangning, a recent college graduate, had his grad school offer rescinded and got crushed in the job hunt. After 22 years of grinding like a workhorse, he was exhausted and just wanted to lie flat like a salted fish. Right then, his family set him up on a blind date. As an adoptee, Cen Kangning had seen this coming, so he showed up. On the day, an auntie arrived—no sign of the actual match, who was seven years older than him. Cen Kangning wasn’t thrilled. No matter how low he thought of himself, he wouldn’t sell himself for a 200,000 dowry, right? Until the auntie casually dropped the match’s current situation: "Due to family reasons, they need to marry ASAP. Originally a professor abroad, they’ve returned home. To secure them, P University is offering a spouse a library administrator job—permanent staff." Cen Kangning: "?" "Auntie, it’s not that I’m into job security, but I’ve always had a thing for older men." "Husband, right? Say something." He turned with a smile to the cold, bespectacled man sitting nearby, his shirt buttoned meticulously to the top. Qi Zhao, who’d been watching the whole time: "Hmph." — Qi Zhao thought Cen Kangning was flippant and shameless—who calls a stranger "husband" on first meeting? Yet months later, he’d move heaven and earth just to hear that word again.