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[ebook Update] – LMG – #006

A cute cooking scene. This chapter had the two boys discussing some important details after the event’s of the sleepover. So, I decided to put them together making breakfast. Or a version there off. It’s relevant to the chapter anyway. And it’s kinda like a little glimpse into what their daily life is like. So forgive me for changing it up a bit, and going 1:1 with the text.

It’s adjacent anyway…

Love Made Gravity is part of a trilogy of the same route. This is the second novel and thus becomes the [Neutral] Ending. This visual work is for chapter 6 of the novel.

The Arslan Chronicles (the first novel in the series) is the [Bad] Ending.

And the upcoming Anamnesis project will be the [Good] ending. Whatever the hell that means?

Join the verse today!

As always thanks for reading!

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[ebook Update] – LMG – #004

Here once more with the special visual chapters.

Love Made Gravity is part of a trilogy of webnovels, different routes of the same story.

Look at my ongoing projects to see all past visual works and find more projects I’m actively working on.

You can read the webnovel itself. Or immerse yourself in the verse even further by reading the bad ending route.

Look for a preview of a special comic for this novel. Taking place in between chapters 3 and 4.

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[eBook Update] – LMG – #005

Here back again with the special visual chapters. Love Made Gravity is my web-novel publishing every other day! I’m writing a LGBTQ romance with two male characters, also involved in other works, which are also written by me. Join the verse!

Here’s a quick way to get into the lore a little bit.

Read the [bad ending].

Find other Visual Chapters here.

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Rooftop Date – Summers End

On a quiet rooftop, high above the city, Arslan finally lets himself breathe. The bustling skyline sprawls behind him, lights glittering like a thousand tiny promises, but it’s not the view that matters—it’s the warmth of the moment. A glass in hand, laughter in his chest, he leans back into the chair as though this night belongs only to him and the one who brought him here. His boyfriend Eiden.

Dinner is simple but thoughtful—grilled skewers, fresh slices, a drink that tastes like sweet alcohol citrus and memory. There’s nothing extravagant about it, and yet, under the open sky, everything feels rare and perfect. It’s not about fine dining or expensive places; it’s about sharing the city, the food, and the quiet kind of joy that only comes when love is sitting across the table. And sometimes that’s more than enough.