-18+- -No Pictures belong to me- "You thought you could get away from me forever?" His flourish Russian accent whispered as he took slow but determined steps forward. "Do you even question why I left?" He muttered, stepping back and away from the bigger man. "Why I don't want you here?" "Is it necessary? I've found you, and what you've hidden from me." Steadily, his eyes lowered towards the small child clung onto his wife's hand, dark blue eyes never leaving the identical ones. Nari scowled, preparing himself for the worst yet to come. _______________________________________ Nari Eun-Denmark, a Cafe and flower shop owner had one dream for himself, to work independently, to find a nice person to settle with, to marry and possibly have children. If only he knew what awaited him when he met with, Emmanuil Volkov. These two came from different backgrounds, despite the warnings ahead, they both wanted the other. Yet, after their wedding days and the words married and bound too began to loam over their heads, they carefully treaded their lives and gave the other space and room. That was until Nari found some unexpected conversations and a marriage he thought they held dearly. Worst yet, he was pregnant for the alpha he thought he trusted....

Rowan is an abandoned pup, at three years old his very small pack was attacked by a group of rogues and their lack of numbers led to their downfall. Rowan lost his parents in the battle, both of them, but before they'd gone to fight his fathers had locked him away inside a trap door beneath their cabin to be kept safe. An event he often has nightmares about, even into his adulthood. It was a passing party of warrior wolves, from the Blood Moon pack, that had heard his cries and discovered him in the hidden cubby. They brought the small pup back with them and he was raised by an older omega who works in the kitchens. A female that hadn't been blessed with a mate and therefore had no pups of her own, she was the first to volunteer to take him. He views her as a mother figure, and has a great love for her and what she's done for him. Now as an adult he works in the kitchens by her side, well until the Twin Alphas from our very distant sister pack comes for a visit. Searching for their mates... except it ends up being one mate. Him. Can he handle the passion of two Alphas?

When nineteen year old Nikolai Wynn, an orphan with nothing but resilience, applies for a live in nanny job, he never expects to end up in the mansion of Lysander Vale, a stoic billionaire and single father of five year old twins. Between chaotic mornings, bedtime stories, and soft laughter filling cold halls, Nikolai slowly becomes more than just the twins' caretaker, he becomes the warmth their home had long forgotten. And behind Lysander's silence, there's a man learning how to love again. As boundaries blur and hearts begin to heal, Nikolai and Lysander discover that family isn't always bound by blood, it's the people who choose to stay. ˗ˏˋੈ♡ genre: romance, boys love language: english status: completed ended: nov. 03, 2025 📝 : this story is a rough draft, which means it's unedited.

When good meets really, really, really bad. ****** Daniel Harper is down on his luck as he struggles to pay for his sophomore year at NYU. After a failed attempt at selling drugs, he gets offered a deal too good to be true: Date the heir to the Vittori mafia. Lucien Vittori is New York's playboy and future heir to the Vittori mafia. After being matched to a stranger he finds alluring, Lucien has now set his eyes on a no one but Daniel. And he'll be sure to take full advantage of him. <trigger warning for this story>

'I'm mommy's good boy,' he repeated. 'You really want to hear me beg?' He said letting out a cheeky laugh. 'I want to cum so bad,' he said in between pants. 'Please...' 'Please what?' Another male voice sounded from behind me. I smiled, knowing who it is. I heard his footsteps and felt his eyes on my, making me shiver. He came into view on my right and walked over to Luca, who looked flustered, looking between the two of us. I witnessed him revert back into submission so quickly, bratty behavior all gone. That's my daddy. Shaun placed his bag down and brought one knee on the bed, leaning down on Luca. I watched in awe as he kissed him with much passion and like every other time, I was in awe. Of their connection. I witnessed it first hand and it's the purest I've ever seen. Shaun pulled back to look at me, winking with a knowing smirk as he looked down at our conjoined bodies. 'Tell mommy what you want, baby,' he turned to Luca, who whimpered under the control of two Doms. 'Come on, beg for it, love,' Luca was panting with need. 'Please me mommy...' ● After a tragic but not so tragic divorce between Raven Bailey-King and Larry King, Shaun and Luca are ready to welcome a third party into their relationship. Restricted by friendship and Raven's marriage, they are ready to take the next step.

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.

The youngest son of a well-known businessman gets kidnapped by a Mafia boss. And if you think he will be all angsty and stressed, you thought wrong because he will not be a pushover. He will fight! But you know in a cute way. He is strong minded, feisty and also sassy. The mafia boss is like the complete opposite. He is a cold hearted beast, toxic, emotionally unavailable. He is toxic, brutal, doesn't know how to love. Well, yet. **** TRIGGER WARNINGS🚨: This is a Man x boy story which means two males will have sex. Kidnapped, swear Words, GAY, MPREG, MAFIA, DARK ROMANCE, so if you don't like that then don't Read it please. You guys are warned! *********** #1 Toxic (18.04.25) #1 overprotective (27.01.24) #1 omegaverse (17.03.25) #1 mxb (27.01.24) #2 mxb (29.11.24) #4 gay (02.12.24) #1 ballet (02.12.24)

As the heir to my family's empire, I'm expected to marry the perfect woman, produce heirs, and lead with an iron fist. But none of that ever felt right. Then comes him: Yulian. The one man I can't control. I've hated him for years, ever since I was a child, when I was kidnapped by his father and we met for the first time. But somewhere, between the anger and the betrayal, something dark and dangerous ignited. Yulian is my obsession, my twisted need. And he's a threat to everything I thought I wanted. I can't escape the pull of what he makes me feel. Yulian wants me just as much as I want him, and maybe that's the problem. I know it will destroy me, us, but it's a hunger I can't outrun. This is a story of control, desire, and consuming obsession. And in the end, I know one thing for sure: Yulian is the one thing I can't let go of, no matter the cost.

「"𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫"」 ── ❝ 'You like being hunted, don't you, little thing?' he said. 'You like knowing you drag the fucking monster out of me just by breathing.' ❞ ── Cyril Roosevelt doesn't belong at L'Académie Sainte-Marie-a prestigious Parisian university for the rich and powerful. He's poor. Shy. Soft. The scholarship student that nobody takes seriously. But someone is watching him. He starts getting gifts. Blood red roses with no sender. Handwritten letters calling him his little mouse. Messages from an unknown number that seem to know exactly where he is. Exactly what he's wearing. Exactly how fast his heart is beating. And then there's Deimos King. The mafia prince everyone fears. The monster Cyril can't outrun. But what scares Cyril most isn't Deimos's reputation. It's the way Deimos looks at him. Like he owns him. Like he's been waiting for him. The walls close in when Cyril receives an invitation to a secluded mansion. Masked faces, and a Halloween party that feels more like a trap. 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 has a name. And it's coming for him.

Landon King is chaos wrapped in arrogance. Charming, untouchable, and impossibly infuriating. Jeremy Volkov is control incarnate. A calculating, dangerous force who thrives on precision and power. They should never cross paths. They should never want each other. But one night, in a storm of anger, adrenaline, and unspoken desire, the line between hatred and obsession shatters. What begins as a brutal, violent encounter ignites a fire neither of them can contain. Every glance becomes a challenge, every touch a provocation, every word a trap. Their battles are no longer just about pride. They're a game of dominance, seduction, and relentless, intoxicating tension. In a world of privilege, secrets, and danger, Landon and Jeremy are drawn together by a force that is as thrilling as it is dangerous. Who will claim the upper hand? Who will bend? And how far will either of them go to get what they want? Enemies, rivals, and something far more dangerous: they are each other's obsession.