Lahat ng Kabanata ng Soul Shard Captor [BL]: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

Blackie paused to take a breath before continuing, “Such a blissfully romantic race, ah! Super lovey-dovey! Mated only once and were absolutely loyal to their soul mates!” Blackie sighed wistfully, “Too bad they went extinct…”Realizing that he was straying off-topic, Blackie cleared his virtual throat and attempted to return back to the main point, “Anyway, at the time we thought, ‘hey, isn’t that a super-awesome solution?’” –Actually, what they had really thought at the time was, ‘le gasp! So Steve, too, can have good ideas?!?’ …but his host didn’t need to know that.Blackie continued, “Think about it! If only the right person could violate our lovely babies, not only would they be protected from the cruel world, but even the world would be protected from our babies going rogue! Not only does it include rape protection, but it also comes with an additional perk of knowin

Black gulped down a mouthful of virtual blood that threatened to raise up his non-existent throat, “That’s… another misconception. Worldborn aren’t really asexual. See, asexual people aren’t sexually attracted to either of the two genders; you, on the other hand…”– Blackie’s wide smirk leaked into his tone –“are just picky. And impotent.” ╮(╯∀╰)╭ Noah’s already dark expression became as black as a bottom of a pot, “You’re impotent! Your whole family is impotent!” Blackie choked. His host… was technically correct, ah? Systems indeed couldn’t reproduce, ah?? But how would this spicy chicken of a system just lay down and let himself be outdone by his host?! Thus he quickly shot back his response, “Ah, actually, host, I, as your system, am considered a part of your own household…” ‘You are cursing yourself, bah!’ Thunder and lightning flashed within Noah’s eyes, and Blackie promptly came to the decision that the best course of action was

After realizing that his dallying in the bathroom became a cause for his brother’s concern, Noah hurried up with his half-bath, half-shower as if on steroids. Ah, he had really lost his mind crossing metaphorical swords with Blackie! To think it hadn’t occurred to him that he might worry his good brother! And he even made the other wait for him for so long! And thus, like a little pink hurricane, Noah whizzed through the bathroom in record-breaking time. Swiftly showered, dried himself with the towel, and then… abruptly halted in front of the door out as if he had short-circuited. Ah… Ah, ah! He still wasn’t quite ready to face Levi…! (⁄ ⁄> ﹏ <⁄ ⁄) How could he face him after everything that happened?! Levi might not think much of it, but to Noah, what they had done wasn’t something that could be written off as ‘good bros helping each other out’! He, Noah, wasn’t that kind of casual person! On the contrary, his o

Levi wanted to search those beautiful amber eyes for signs of emotion again. Wanted to confirm his baby didn’t dislike him. And hoped that maybe, just maybe those two gems would reflect the same intense feelings that were currently coursing through his own veins. Impulsively, Levi’s restless hand flew to lift his baby’s chin to face him. But halfway there, he realized that locking eyes with his baby right now would be like adding oil onto his fire. Thus his hand changed directions to entangle himself in his darling’s hair instead. After Levi’s hand reached out, for a brief moment, Noah thought the other wanted to caress his face. Yet confronted with that possibility, instead of recoiling back, Noah’s feet stood rooted to the spot as if they had been welded to the ground. Each one of his body parts remained frozen entirely in place. Even his eyes dared not look up. They glued themselves to his feet with such concentration it was as if he was worried his toes w

And thus, the two-day bachelor party was planned as such – on the first day of the party, they would spend it in the penthouse. The staff of the hotel would serve them drinks and fine food while they spent the day “bonding” over classic group activities. Such as setting up a billiards or dart tournament. Or gambling their pants off playing poker. Because it wouldn’t be a proper bachelor party if it didn’t result in the creation of blackmail material! Thus, if getting drunk and losing their pants while gambling didn’t provide them with enough black history to laugh about in the future, there were also backup plans such as playing ‘spin the bottle’, or singing karaoke on the fancy new karaoke equipment they brought in. In any case, during this party, they would give Swiftrain a couple of opportunities to strike, and if he still didn’t bite, then there was still the continuation of the party tomorrow. The activities of which included skiing and relaxing in the spa.