Sweet_Vanilla553

Henry was an ordinary 20 years old boy. Unexpectedly, he got transmigrated into his favourite childhood bedtime story, which he never knew how it ended. However, it happened to be that he transmigrated into the character he hated most. 

He had become the 14-year-old next successor of the duke of Bryxton. The next to be duke!

In his words,
It was a luxurious life in hell. 
He admitted that his life there was neither perfect nor bad if he forgot those strange and creepy things he encountered ever since.
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But, who was that man, suddenly appeared in front of him, blurring his well-planned clear future?

"Henry Bryxton, be my slave!"
The man placed his sword on Henry's neck as he looked at him like he found something interesting.

"Fuck you!"
Born with a bad temper, that's when Henry regretted his nature for the first time in his life. That man made him regret every single word he had spitted out. 

Later,
"Henry, I like you so much that I want to kill you."
"Fu-...Then please kill me."

He thought he had become a plaything for that man. As he watched how that man enjoyed teasing him in every worst way he could, he expected that his death would happen very soon at that man's hands.

But how come everything seemed to get complicated as they got to know each other well?
What were those mysterious things which bond them together?
What made him special to that man?
Love? Hatred? Lust? 
No, it was his thirst, only for him!

Note:
Mature content 
Transmigrated bottom × possessive top
A magical world
The story continues in a historical timeline like the 15th century.
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Hope you enjoy reading!!!

(The cover picture is from Pinterest. Respect to the artist.)

Thirst(BL)

After Henry finally realised his memory had a serious problem, all he felt was curious.


He was curious about Richard's sister who was betrayed by him. 


He was curious about what their relationship was back then.


He confirmed those nightmares might not be just nightmares, but also reality. They must be his forgotten memories about her. But none of them were pleasant. That's what made him worry. As Richard said, was he really a bad person?


On that same day, Henry lay on his bed thinking many things but was actually having nothing special in his mind. He looked out of the window and the bright moon showed up from the window. The moon was bright. It was beautiful. He kept looking at the moon until his eyes started to hurt. He wiped his eyes, walked to the window and closed it, thinking he should go to sleep.


[Bonus chapter]Stabbed!