An Omegaverse Mafia BL Novel In the shadows of power and blood, love was never part of the contract. To end a brutal war between two crime empires, Dante Moretti-an unyielding alpha and heir to the feared Moretti syndicate-is forced into an arranged marriage with Elias Beaumont, the delicate and unwanted omega son of a collapsing rival family. Dante doesn't believe in mates, love, or softness. To him, Elias is just a pawn in a power play-beautiful, silent, and easily discarded once his use expires. But Elias is no fragile flower. Behind his quiet obedience lies a mind that watches, calculates, and endures. He didn't choose this life, but if survival means wearing the devil's ring, he'll do it without flinching. Bound by law and biology, their lives entangle in a world of heat cycles, territorial dominance, and dangerous enemies watching from the dark. As their bond begins to blur the lines between duty and desire, both men must confront what it truly means to belong-to a family, to a fate, and maybe... to each other. In a world where love is weakness, can a marriage born of necessity ignite something powerful enough to defy the blood-stained world around them? ---

George Oliver has always been the son his father couldn't understand-too delicate, too soft, too wrong. When his family decides to "straighten him out," he is forced into St. Augustine's, a strict Christian boarding school where wealth, reputation, and tradition matter more than truth. At St. Augustine's, being gay isn't just forbidden-it's treated like a disease. George hides behind quiet smiles and careful lies, terrified of the whispers that already follow him. His new roommate, Sebastian Kingsley, is everything George is not: brilliant, athletic, admired... and proudly homophobic. The school's golden prodigy is as untouchable as he is untamed, and George knows keeping his secret is the only way to survive. But secrets have a way of bleeding through walls. And when hatred and desire collide in the confines of a single dorm room, neither boy will walk away unchanged. TUNE IN TO KNOW THEIR STORY 🍁🌀

"I'd love to feel those pretty little thighs of yours wrapping tightly around my waist in the middle of the quad. Tell me to do it, sweetheart. I'm compliant now." _⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_ Elio is the university's pristine, hyper-ordered engineering genius. He acts like an innocent, sweet angel but operates on fiery, dominant sass. On the other hand, Andrew is the towering varsity king-a fierce, tattooed brute who rules the campus but secretly hides a soft stash of plushies in his bedroom. In public, they are seen as a nightmare. But behind the closed doors, it gets filthy. Beneath Andrew's terrifying tough exterior is a desperate need to surrender, and beneath Elio's sweet-polite facade is a sharp-tongued strategist ready to put the big guy on a very tight leash. What happens when the campus's smartest angel threatens to strip the varsity king of his crown and completely flip the parameters of who dominates whom?

He was never meant to be chosen. Only used. Only needed. Only endured. Bound to a cold Sentinel who treated their bond as duty, Elior learned how to stay quiet, how to survive love without being seen. For years, distance was safer than hope-until silence began to break, and control turned into fear of loss. This is a story about a bond that was real long before it was protected, about love learned too late and chosen anyway. Slow-burn. Power imbalance. Emotional intimacy. A complete Sentinel × Guide romance about staying-not out of duty, but because you're finally wanted. Status: Complete.

"You're always talking about chocolate..." - his fingers slid under Sasha's chin, tilting his face up as he leaned closer, lips ghosting his ear - "but tell me, baby... would you let me find out if you're just as sweet?" Sasha blinking up at him, soft and wide-eyed, cheeks flushed: "Wha-? You're... you're weird," he mumbled, wriggling but not really pulling away, his little fingers gripping Dominic's shirt. Then, quieter, as his pout deepened. "...But you can't eat me. 'M not chocolate..." Dominic's lips curled into a dark, hungry smirk as he murmured back: "Oh, baby... you taste better than chocolate. And don't worry-" his fingers traced the line of Sasha's throat - "I don't plan on stopping at just one bite." ---- He was sugar in human form. Sweet. Fluffy. And a little messy around the edges. Sasha Clarke doesn't understand grumpy people - especially not the kind who glare at his chocolate cake like it personally offended them. But when a surly, sharp-eyed stranger mistakes him for his blind date and hijacks his afternoon, Sasha's world gets a whole lot more... interesting. Dominic Vale doesn't do sweet. Not desserts, not people, and definitely not wide-eyed little twinks who talk too much and lick frosting off their fingers without a care in the world. But there's something about Sasha - the way he giggles through his pouts, the way he makes everything soft and warm without even trying - that gets under his skin. He tells himself it's just a passing craving. But Sasha? Sasha plans to make sure Dominic gets hooked. A story of chocolate, sass, and a grumpy man who never stood a chance against sugar in human form.

Nikolas Bellucci Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it-I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine. His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind. What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess. But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want. Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa. I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games-it's all supposed to be beneath me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken. Aleksandr Mikhailov Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art-beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good. I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes. Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered. Nikolas fights me, yes-but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely. My printsessa.

IMPORTANT: Once in a Lifetime has been removed from Wattpad and is preparing for publication on Amazon. The first two chapters remain available as a preview. Please read the "READ THIS FIRST" chapter for more information and future updates. They say some loves only happen once. For Ody and Mano, that once changes everything. Mano doesn't do vulnerability. Aggressive, tattooed, cold, and impossible to like, he plays the villain on purpose, because being hated is safer than being seen. And losing someone again isn't a risk he's willing to take. Ody is the opposite. Bright, extroverted, charming, and painfully sincere, he notices when you're hurting, even when you pretend you're not. He remembers your birthday, offers you the last slice, and apologizes even when it's not his fault. For someone like Mano, that kind of softness is dangerous. When their lives collide, nothing about them makes sense, except the way they keep gravitating toward each other. What starts as tension becomes something neither of them can name, and soon, something they can't stop. But between secrets, buried trauma, and a world that won't let them exist without consequences, wanting each other comes at a cost. One keeps pushing him away. The other keeps reaching past every warning sign. Together, they burn. But when everything catches fire, love may not be enough to save them.

Dawson has had it rough. Not as bad as some, worse than others. He lives in constant secret, heart ache and pain. After his parents died he under went a transformation, rendering him unrecognizable. After three years of pain, cutting, and one suicide attempt, he returns to his hometown. As Dawson hides his identity, it will become harder and harder to seal away the truth when faces from the past start revealing themselves, including his gorgeous ex best friend Alec. Only Dawson isn't the only one with secrets and when a lie reaches Dawson's ears, it will take all he has in him to protect the one thing he has left. Himself. Dealing with depression is hard, and Dawson will have to learn it's not something that can be handled alone. He'll have to open up his heart once more, even if it risks him getting hurt, if he wants to achieve happiness. ---------------------------- This is a trigger warning, to anyone that has problems with self-harm I recommend you don't read this as there are some graphic scenes. Also, this is a boyxboy story, so if you don't like hot steamy action between two boys, this is not the story for you. If you don't like it you shouldn't even be reading this anyway and I will not tolerate hate. You do not choose your sexuality and no one else has the right to make someone feel bad about who they are. Also, if any of you are having problems, or the story has triggered you, please inbox me. I love to hear from my readers.

The Sovereign's Treasure The world calls him a devil. He calls him his everything. Mark Mathew is the Sovereign-a man whose name is whispered in shadows and whose power is a steel-tempered grip over the city's heart. To the underworld, he is the "Grave-Maker," a ruthless master who doesn't just punish his enemies; he erases them. He is a giant among men, cold and untouchable... until he looks at Win. Win is the light the Sovereign never thought he deserved-pure, innocent, and fragile as a newborn lamb. To the rest of the world, Win is a mystery; to Mark, he is the only person capable of bringing a devil to his knees. But shadows are lengthening. Justin, a man fueled by a delusional, white-knuckled obsession, is determined to "save" Win from the Sovereign's clutches. Convinced that Win is a captive rather than a lover, Justin prepares to expose the horrific blood on Mark's hands, oblivious to the fact that he is walking straight into the jaws of a predator. As the lines between protection and possession blur, Win must navigate the terrifying reality of Mark's power. Can a love born in the darkness survive the truth of who the Master really is? Or will the Sovereign's treasure be shattered by the very world built to protect him?

"The story of a fragile omega boy named Felix who loves his family the most, and most importantly, his elder sister Nari. What will happen when fate takes an unexpected turn, forcing him to marry his sister's husband?"