Volume 2: EᒪEᑕTᖇIᑕ TOᑌᑕᕼ | To be read after Don't Touch My Alpha | ᗰᗩ丅ᑌᖇᗴ ᑕᗝᑎ丅ᗴᑎ丅 18+ Denki Kaminari has never known stability and affection. With parents that were never home and chose work over him, the Omega was forced to find his attachments elsewhere. Latching onto best friend, Katsuki Bakugou, Denki found himself possessive and jealous when Katsuki's mate, Izuku Midoriya, was brought into the picture. Letting his emotions get the best of him, Denki drove the final wedge between the two mates and during Izuku's attempt to walk out one morning, Denki came face to face with his mate -- an Alpha named Shinsou who was there to retrieve his friend, Izuku. As if the odds weren't already stacked against him, his mate also seemed to think he was nothing more than a whore whose life goal was to tear mates apart -- but before he could explain himself and possibly salvage his one chance at true happiness -- ʜɪs ᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴡᴀs ɢᴏɴᴇ.

🔞ᗰᗩTᑌᖇE ᑕOᑎTEᑎT 18+🔞 Kirishima's past traumas have worn him down into the self-conscious and indecisive man he is today. After years of living in a cycle of abuse, and when his only friend, Katsuki Bakugou, leaves for college across the country, Kirishima has nothing left to live for. 5 years later, Kirishima is pulling himself together with a new best friend/roommate, Denki Kaminari, who has some dirty secrets of his own. When Denki suddenly brings him to a new erotic lifestyle nightclub, Kirishima begins to feel a part of him falling into place. That is until he spots a familiar face in the crowd; a face that after 5 years, makes him start to second guess everything he has ever known. Thinking that he can find safety in submission, Kirishima is dropped into the world of BDSM head first, and right on his knees in front of his long-lost friend, Katsuki Bakugou. (#1 in #bottomkirishima - 08/20/19) (#2 in #master - 09/30/19) (#4 in #bnhaships -08/20/2019) (#10 in #kiribaku - 09/02/2019)

| ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ - ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ | ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ 𝟷𝟾+ Orphaned at a young age, Izuku Midoriya spent his early life lusting after a life he knew he would never be able to live. That was, however, until he managed to run away and make his way from his orphanage to the streets of London -- home of the world's top dance institution. U.A. Dance Academy. Homeless, dirty, and desperate -- the only thing he needed was an audition. Katsuki Bakugou was U.A.'s top student with an explosive personality and an equally dangerous ego. However, dancing was the only thing in his life. He loved it. Bakugou lived and breathed the art of dance and performing. It was his #1 passion -- until a certain green-eyed boy suddenly showed up and began to, annoyingly, take over the #1 spot in his life.

ᗰᗩTᑌᖇE ᑕOᑎTEᑎT 𝟷𝟾+ The "Touch" Series Izuku Midoriya was an Omega. His whole life he never once hated the fact that he was born into the weaker sub-gender. It was part of who he was. Izuku wasn't ashamed to say that he was weaker than others, doomed to endure painful heats and be the submissive partner to any mate he would find. It never stopped him from attempting to reach his goals. However, one week after his 18th birthday, the Omega was spending his summer afternoon the same way he had been for the past 4 years -- babysitting his neighbor's 14-year-old Alpha son, Katsuki Bakugou. Little did Izuku know that that night would change his life forever. __________________ "Go --" I spoke lowly and buried my head into my clammy palms while I tried to focus on anything but his scent that was filling my senses. Anything but my heat. "Izu -- " He protested lightly, his arms reaching out towards me as if I had not just done -- that. I snapped. "No! Get out, Katsuki!" I screamed in frustration with hot tears still streaming down my flushed cheeks. I couldn't wrap my head around it. I touched him. I needed him to get out. He had to leave; I needed him to fucking leave. I couldn't be near him any longer. The only thoughts swimming through my muddled mind were of the monstrous act that I had just committed. I hurt him. I hurt my Katsuki.

There was no synopsis or description of this love story that Izuku could have read over before deciding if he wanted to enter the word of Katsuki Bakugou. It was a risk that he took willingly when he let himself be swooned by fiery red eyes and coffee - sweet spice and warm vanilla - messy nests and 'see you soon' kisses. There was never meant to be an end to their love story. There was never supposed to be a 'goodbye'. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ It wasn't even supposed to be a date. It was never a date. It was simply coffee. He needed something to drown in now that he couldn't drown in Izuku Midoriya anymore.