Trying to escape his fate as a mafia heir, Valerio hides far from home under the guise of a teacher, hoping no one will ever find him until his childhood friend does. A story about a never-ending yearning and the need to escape something bound to you by blood, at its core. Loving what hurts you, and running from what still lives inside you. jaeslut, 2025.

"So... where were you, little kitty?" His voice was quiet, too quiet... each word slicing through the air as he flipped through the papers without even looking up. "I-I was..." My voice broke, barely a whisper. Something about his calm made him even scarier. He finally set the papers aside, eyes lifting to meet mine. "You look nervous." The corner of his mouth twitched.. not quite a smile. "Don't be. I don't hurt good boys." That tone... gentle, dangerous, patient. "Now," he said, leaning back in his chair, gaze steady. "Come here." I hesitated, taking one step forward. His eyes sharpened. "Crawl." ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Started - 13th February 2025 Ended - ???

They didn't end up in the same space on purpose. Brooklynn is the quiet type. Not shy... just tired. Tired in the "life been heavy for a while now" way. He minds his business, goes to work, comes home, and keeps his world small because that's how he breathes. Azyir is the opposite. Loud, funny, always in motion. ADHD running the wheel every day. Talks so much he forgets to say what he really means. Laughs loud so nobody asks if he's okay. They sit in the same trig class at their HBCU, but they don't talk. They don't dislike each other either. They just... live in two different worlds. Messiah Markell is their professor. Older, calm, strict in the quiet way that makes people sit up straighter. He owns a club downtown called Desirable, but in class he keeps everything controlled. He doesn't like watching people drown in silence or noise. He sees them both slipping. Not failing. Slipping. So he tells them to stay after class. Every day. Not for tutoring. Not for discipline. Just to sit, breathe, work, or not work. A room where nobody has to force themselves to be "okay." And somehow, without anybody planning it... The quiet one. The loud one. And the man who teaches them how to stay. Start learning how to need each other. Not in a fast way. Not in a dramatic way. In the way real connections happen: Slow glances. Shared exhaustion. Walking home together because home doesn't feel safe tonight. Sitting in silence that doesn't hurt. Being seen without having to explain. This is a story about: Black boy rest. Soft dominance. Messy feelings. Learning how to stay present. No fake deep. No forced love. Just real people figuring out how to breathe.

Opal Langley, a champion figure skater well-known globally, faced an abrupt and devastating halt in his once flourishing career. His mentor, the woman he'd trusted with his skills throughout his formative years, was arrested for horrible offenses - child trafficking, and administering performance-enhancing drugs to minors. The news shattered Opal's world, leaving him lacking financial security as his mother had stolen his earnings, and estranged from genuine support. But it didn't matter anymore when all hell broke loose. Xazenthliethian Troops began to hurt their people in 'Xazenthlieth' the unknown and understudied country behind the walls of the eight elemental kingdoms, Causing a fallen government and a society based on trust and rank. How will Opal survive a society that's against him, let alone take care of himself after living on the ice for half of his life? How does he become engulfed in the arms of two dashing figures in a world that is not yet known to the universe, while experiencing a total supernatural awakening? I'll call it Recherché, because that's what it is, dammit. READ TAGS BEFORE READING!! PART OF THE OTHERWORLDLY SERIES Sequel to Eleutheromania, can be read as a stand alone but it would be better knowing certain terms and things that are talked about in the other book.

I never considered the possibility of saying it outloud to him. To tell him the words i wouldn't even dare wisper to him. The way his eyes are focused on me watching me ever so carefully makes me want to tell him everything that's going on in my mind right now. I stay quiet. not saying a word. He looks at me like he desires the words to be said again. For me to tell the truth. The truth i let linger around dancing through my words. I couldn't love him. It's not that i dont love him. I just shouldn't. I shouldn't be with someone like him to risk everything. After all, i was hired to kill him. Tropes : Enemies to lovers Forbidden love Touch him and you will die Long lost childhood bestfriends Right time wrong place Status : complete Word count : 40.000+ Ranks : #68 on Hitman 8-8-2023 #68 on action romance 18-12-2024

'let me play you like a doll baby' ©notnotae Inspiration from TV show 'Euphoria' #1 euphoria ranking 9/19/25

Harlan has a unique power, one that makes him see things others cant, and therefore got him thrown in an asylum when he was only a child. Now he's a reluctant hero, thrust into the profession since he lacked any other option. He's amazing at his job, and six years into his work, is the sidekick to one of the most notable heroes of his generation: Lavina. Unfortunately, he also hates being a hero, but there's one thing that makes it worth it. The numbered. A series of villains who appeared out of nowhere and have an exceptional skill at avoiding the law, heroes, and just generally winning or evading consequences. Consequences, which are the only part of Harlan's job he enjoys. Harlan wants to find the root of it all more than anything, and he's beginning to get close. He intends to find out at any cost. He intends to win at any cost. That, he's sure of. His drive is unmatched. Until something entirely foreign to him gets involved: Feelings. [WARNINGS: smut, gore, swearing, some heavy topics, morally grey characters (the usual)]

He's an Alpha who doesn't want control, he wants to be owned. Mark is everything an Alpha should be.. strong, admired and completely unaware that his best friend is obsessed with him. Jae has been by his side for years, quiet and loyal, never asking for more. But behind his calm smile lies a possessive madness no one sees. 𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚: This story is for mature readers. It explores dark and complex dynamics.

*COMPLETED* During his AP Biology class, Alan is presented with an unexpected request: a talking bullfrog is desperately asking him for a kiss. To his surprise, that talking bullfrog turns out to be Daniel, his crush of 5 years. *Awarded First Place in The Totally Rad Writing Contests of @OminouslyAnonymous for the prompt "Fairy Tale Twist." Book cover art by @OminouslyAnonymous Ranking History as of 11-3-2022: Most Impressive Ranking #3 in gay out of 368K stories Other Rankings as of 11-3-2022 # 1 bxb out of 92.2K stories # 74 highschool out of 303K stories # 87 lgbt out of 349K stories # 120 boyxboy out of 296K stories # 305 teen out of 375K stories # 314 comedy out of 175K stories # 42 gayromance out of 20.4K stories # 415 supernatural out of 177K stories # 629 teenfiction out of 255K stories # 63 gayfiction out of 22K stories # 40 comedy-romance out of 12K stories # 45 malexmale out of 13K stories # 55 lgbtlove out of 14.1K stories # 133 bxblove out of 22.9K stories # 152 lgbtfiction out of 24.9K stories # 1 fairytaletwist out of 58 stories # 1 ominouslyanonymous out of 11 stories