"Ensure they cannot touch what belongs to me again," he commanded, his voice firm and authoritative. His beta nodded, taking a step back and bowing his head. "Yes, Alpha King." The gravity of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks - they were talking about my friends. A wave of panic washed over me as I realized my little drama to piss him off had put them in danger. Now, I had to act fast to prevent disaster. I couldn't let my recklessness hurt the people I care about. I tugged on Alarico's coat sleeve, and he turned to face me. Our eyes locked, and for the first time, I felt genuine fear. My voice barely above a whisper, I said, "No." Alarico's gaze narrowed, and he raised an eyebrow, as if granting me permission to speak. I swallowed hard and tried to find my voice. "D-Don't hurt them." My words were laced with desperation, and Alarico's expression softened slightly. He tilted my face toward his beta and said, "Order them." I hesitated, unsure of what he meant. Was he testing me? But Alarico's gaze remained steady, his voice low and commanding. "Say it," he urged. With tears welling up in my eyes, I spoke, my voice shaking with rage and fear. "I, Mario Cassano, order you to revoke your alpha's previous order and not to lay a finger on my friends." The words felt like acid on my tongue, but I knew I had to protect my friends. As I finished speaking, Alarico's men dropped to their knees, their heads bowed in unison. I stumbled backward, startled by their sudden action. "Your wish is our command, Queen Luna," they chanted in perfect harmony. The title "𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗟𝘂𝗻𝗮" sent shivers down my spine. What did it mean? And why did Alarico's men respond to me with such reverence? I looked up at 𝗵𝗶𝗺, searching for answers, but his expression remained enigmatic.

at 17, every single teen is put into a mold: Dom, sub, or neutral. but what happens when you aren't who you think you are? max Miller is a student at his local high school, feared by some, adored by others, he walks around with a pack of cigarettes in the pocket of a leather jacket that his dad got him, saying it made him look like a character from "grease". he drinks, makes out with random girls at parties, whatever makes him feel like a big strong man and less like someone who is falling apart....whose body is ripping his lungs apart with a cough that doesn't seem to come from his 2 cigarettes a day. max is fighting against himself to feel like himself again after he gets the letter and his life changes, but 3 people won't let him.

STORY SUMMARY In the heart of Italy, feared mafia boss Alessandro De Luca is moments away from marrying the Indian bride chosen for him-an arrangement meant to unite two powerful families. But disaster strikes when the bride runs away on the morning of the ceremony. To save face, avoid scandal, and maintain their long-standing alliance, the bride's panic-stricken parents make a desperate decision: They offer their younger son instead. Enter Aarav Sharma - a sweet, soft-spoken, chaotic cinnamon roll who got dragged straight from his room into a wedding sherwani. He doesn't understand mafia politics. He's terrified of guns. And he's so innocent that he thinks Italy is spelled "Itely". But he agrees for his family. 💍 The Wedding of Chaos After the hasty marriage, Alessandro takes Aarav to the De Luca mansion. The first words he says: "This wedding is just to protect my prestige. You don't have to act like my wife or husband. Understand?" Aarav nods calmly. "I know, Mr." Alessandro raises an eyebrow. "Oh? And how?" Aarav says with complete innocence: "Cause my dad always said there was Ram and Sita... not Ram and Ravan." Alessandro stares. Aarav continues cheerfully: "I mean, it's Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve." The mafia mansion goes silent. The boss wonders what kind of creature he has married. Bit by bit, Alessandro falls: The boy calls him "Mr. Boss" instead of husband. He trusts Alessandro blindly. He smiles even while scared. He hugs Alessandro like a koala when he hears thunder. A man made of ice... Starts melting. The arranged, forced, prestige-saving marriage slowly turns into: Soft love. Dangerous devotion. Aarav becomes the one person who can calm the beast inside Alessandro. But enemies quickly learn the boss has a weakness now: a precious, innocent boy who doesn't know how lovable he is. Now Alessandro must protect his unexpected husband... Even if it means burning down the entire mafia world.

BL NOVEL - Mature Content Yarran vowed to himself the day Princess Cadia saved him on the brink of death that he will do anything to protect her until his last breath. It is bound to be test now as his beloved princess was set to marry the only Prince of an enemy Kingdom for a peace treaty. Aegan Clestes - an infamous prince known for his love for sex and war. Both loved and feared by many regardless of gender as it is said he possessed the most beautiful face and body no man can ever compare. As Princess Cadia's loyal guard dog, he can't allow his delicate princess to be tossed as a trophy and her reputation tarnished by this notorious prince. -- "Yarran.. your nipples are hard." Aegan said with a devil's smile on his face while licking his lips not breaking an eye contact with him. He can't seem to look away, specially focusing on those lips that just give unwanted pleasure he had never knew existed seconds ago. This person is a devil, devilishly handsome yes, but still a devil. "You don't want me touching your tiny little Princess but I need an heir Yarran.." he said coyly and even move closer to his face, their cheeks touching and he can feel his breathing on his ear. "I will touch no princess if you sire me my heirs." An electric feeling course through his whole body making him shiver. "H-Heirs?" He chuckled. "I like them many."

Naruto. Jeder im Dorf kannte diesen Jungen. Äußerlich zu mindestens. Auch das sich Kyuubi in ihm befand war kein großes Geheimnis. Doch was ist wenn Naruto schon von klein auf kapiert hätte wie diese Welt wirklich funktioniert? Sasuke. Auch ihn kannte jeder. Nur veränderte er sich sehr stark. Was ihm wohl alles zu stoßen wird?

You, (y/n) (l/n), are prone to getting in trouble and better yet, prone to draw a certain boy's attention to you. The Vanguard of HOMRA; Yata Misaki. Will you join? Or will you try making things better with your parents and stay away from HOMRA? <First Person majority of the time> <First Fanfic. Hope it's okay> <I publish when I am ready> <Will NOT follow normal time line since you are involved> Don't forget to give it a heart! I also love comments. Even if they're random! It's always great to hear from readers what their opinion is. #1 in yata as of August 12th, 2020 #1 in k-project as of January 25th, 2021 #1 in misaki as of January 29th, 2021 #1 in homra as of March 13th, 2021 #1 in yataxreader as of June 21st, 2021 #1 in yatamisaki as of September 6, 2021

I'm far too deep into this ship. Save me. Based on the title already, this one-shot collection mainly consists of Felix x Claude content! Since there seems to be little to no fics about these two, I thought I might as well be the one to feed you guys, haha! Most of you probably know me from my Reacting to Who Made me a Princess fic or my two separate Felix x Claude one-shots so hey, how you doin'? For this one-shot collection, you guys are free to request anything you want relating to this ship. Just comment on here or you can just private message me your requests :) More details about what you can and cannot request are on the request page!

-𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐤𝐨𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 -in which y/n, nekoma's girls' volleyball team setter, needs extra volleyball practice with the boys' team since she missed out last season. 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬! language 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬! smut, fluff, angst 「 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 | 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭 」 i do not own haikyuu nor its characters. i only own the ocs and the plot.

When Sae and Isagi start dating after the U-20 match, Rin is sure Sae's just doing it to fuck with him. So, he calls Bachira to ask him what the hell is going on between them. Unfortunately for Rin, that phone call somehow leaves him with an emotionally fragile fake boyfriend that he has no idea what to do with. Fortunately for Rin, it's not so bad having Bachira around.

I haven't seen many male reader stories for blue lock so i'm deciding to make my own if there's any spelling or grammar mistakes jus ignore it If it's bad then mb I ain't experienced in writing and I don't know much about football If you think it's good then enjoy I do not own blue lock. The author and owner of blue lock is: Muneyuki Kaneshiro