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HSR: My Works Shocked the Universe

CelesteLuneth
A casual song, a random novel, a small experimental game. She only wanted to share what she loved. She didn’t expect her works to spread across galaxies, spark debates among elites, and attract the attention of powerful factions. In a universe ruled by strength and ambition, can simple creativity really shake the stars? She swears she’s not extraordinary. The galaxy disagrees. Kaori Hana was just a normal singer/content creator on earth, who loved creating music, creating art and learning various instruments. She had even been a somewhat famous online with a decent following with loyal fans. However, she didn't know she would be suddenly inexplicable transported to Honkai: Star Rail. During a time where the Aeons were just born and the Astral Express and Akivili had yet to be born. Not only that, but she had also been transported to a planet with little to no people, and her race changing to that of Sankta from Arknights. She would've normally despair not meeting her favorite characters in her new life, but life brings unexpected surprises, one she didn't expect. Author's Note: ##Synopsis doesn't give the story justice, please read the novel! ###There will be speculation about the lore, leading to discrepancies with lore or my fanfic with the original. Please forgive me if it appears, and please point it out, so that I can change it or fix it in the future plots. Regardless, I'll try to research as much as I can for any of my fanfics and try to keep it consistent with the official lore. Hi everyone! Thank you so much for checking out my story This is not a translation, but an original fan novel written with love for Honkai: Star Rail. Every chapter takes a lot of time and energy to create, and while I’ll always keep writing because I enjoy it, your encouragement truly helps me keep going. If you’d like to support me further, you can do so here: (Just remove the spaces) www. pa treon .com/c/CelesteLuneth Please only support if you’re able — there’s no pressure. Even just reading, leaving comments, or sharing your thoughts means so much to me and gives me the motivation to write more. Every bit of support, whether big or small, helps me bring this story to life. Thank you for being part of this journey with me!
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Hurt Me Like You Mean It [BL]

[Updates resume March. Due to exams] [This book contains, explicit and mature scenes—no r*pe. Not advised for viewers under 18, protect thy purity] Lance Dixon is drowning in a debt that isn’t his. His parents’ financial mistakes have fallen entirely onto him, and his life has collapsed into a constant struggle to stay afloat. He has never denied what he is. Lance is a masochist, and most people he’s dated couldn’t handle that truth. Every relationship ended the same way, leaving him with needs no one was willing to meet. Everything shifts on a night he drinks too much and ends up venting to a stranger. In a mix of frustration and alcohol, Lance jokes that he’d sell himself to anyone willing to pay off his debt. The stranger, Ansel Lowell, doesn’t brush it off. He asks how much. And when Lance tells him, Ansel offers a deal: three months living under his terms, in exchange for clearing the debt completely. The deal is straightforward and seems almost like relief. But as the days pass, the dynamic between them deepens in ways neither expected. What began as a simple exchange grows into a connection that is far more consuming, and far more dangerous, than either of them intended. [Excerpt] Lance meant to pull away when Ansel stepped closer, but his body didn’t move. Ansel’s hand hovered near his jaw, just close enough to make Lance’s breath catch. “Do you understand what you agreed to?” Ansel asked quietly. Lance swallowed. “You’re paying off my debt. I stay with you for three months. That’s it.” A hint of a smile tugged at Ansel’s mouth, which made him more dangerous because of it. “No, Lance. That’s the surface of it. I want you to hear the truth.” Lance’s pulse stumbled. Ansel leaned in just enough that Lance could feel the warmth of his breath. “I’m going to take up space in your life. I’m going to have you when I want you. I’m going to learn every weakness you try to hide, and I will use them. I will claim you, piece by piece, until you can’t tell where your choices end and mine begin.” Lance exhaled shakily. “Do you worst Mr. Lowell, I can handle it.”
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