Lydia Anabor's life was one full of peace and adventure growing up side by side with her father. The only thing that really bugged her was the constant, repetitive dream she's had ever since the day she turned 18. She tried to ignore it early on and act like the constant reminder of a dream she didn't understand didn't bother her, like the hours of research it caused her weren't that valuable. She told herself to just not think about it. To just accept it as something that she wasn't going to understand. Except the day that her dream finally changed brought her face to face with a wolf. A wolf that brought her a day full of aggravation, confusion, and a strange feeling she couldn't quite explain. ~~~ "Okay. So what, you're like a dog... person... wolf thing?" He bit his lower lip in what looked like an attempt to stop a laugh. "Sure. But personally we call ourselves werewolves." "Were...wolves?" Another nod. "Yup, and judging by you're reaction to all of this, I take it that you're unaware of the fact that you're one as well." My eyes bulged. "I've never even seen a wolf until today. I think I'd know if I was part wolf." I countered. "I'd think so as well, but we can figure that out later I'm just happy that I found you." "Why?" His lips quirked up. "Because Lydia, you and I are mates, and I've been looking for you for a very long time," he said, with a grin that showed off his ridiculously sharp canines. My body seemed to shiver at the very word itself, despite my confusion that just seemed to keep growing. "Mates? Like buds? Friends? Chummy chum pals?" I think my desperation for some common sense was becoming a little too evident. His smooth chuckle filled the room. "Not quite." Is all he said "Then what?" I was surprised to see him actually reach a hand through the bars towards me. "Come here and let me show you."

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

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Jeongguk genuinely thought he had died and come alive again, reborn underneath the ethereal light of the one standing before him. Every beautiful thing Jeongguk ever experienced, held no flame to the man that stepped into his room that night. He saw the stars in this man's eyes, shining bright with mirth, soft and almost delicate. His skin appeared to be smooth, like silk or satin, pale underneath the glow of the moon, a silver light kissing his perfectly sculpted form. Now Jeongguk was sure this was a dream because there was no one in his world that could possibly exist unless if it were in the wonders of his dreams. This beautiful man, he deserved to be exalted. *** Or, Jeongguk has a nightly encounter with a Greek god so beautiful, he can't be sure if it was all just a dream. Or real.

"If I spread your thighs apart, I expect that they stay open." Jimin's relationship with his boyfriend has always been a growing concern. It seems that with every other encounter they share, he's further reminded of the glaring red flags. At first he chooses not to believe that his high school sweetheart has grown violent tendencies, but soon realizes just how wrong he is. He's trapped, and finding a way out doesn't seem within reach. However one night when he finds himself visiting a bar, drowning out his inner turmoil with alcohol, he doesn't anticipate finding a possible escape. A dark, mysterious man who happens to have a thing for snow brushed skin, soft pink lips and the pet name Darling. They say that pleasure is pain and while Jimin has never found truth in it, he's given every reason to as soon as he gets a taste of Jeongguk's intoxicating lips, as well as his whips. And so willingly, he finds himself getting sucked into the daunting yet just as thrilling world of BDSM. He sinks impossibly deep within Jeongguk's clutches, disregarding any and all repercussions that may follow. Nobody could have given him enough preparation for what lay beyond the man's cigarette smoke. ©miniekins Notable rankings: - #3 in Jikook! - #2 in Kookmin! - #13 in Jimin! - #16 in Jungkook! - #3 in ParkJimin! - #17 in JeonJungkook!

"The way you slam your body into mine reminds me I'm alive." Jimin and Jeongguk are roommates from two separate worlds. Jimin is an introvert, Jeongguk is an extrovert. Being university students and struggling to pay rent, bills and tuition fees means they are compelled to turn to one last solution: entering a homemade porn contest for money. This is a story from 'eumorious' writer from ao3 ***completed

"I do want to mate you" Jungkook yelled. Jimin was not about to cower like he always did, he wasn't a baby, "If you really wanted to mate me, you wouldn't have just picked up and left not thinking about how I felt. Mates are meant to care about each other and all I've ever done was show you how much I cared" Jimin yelled back, cheeks red with anger. "But how am I supposed to know that's not all an act huh? Tell me what you're hiding. There's a reason no one else wants to mate you, what is it?" Jungkook accused harshly. Jimin's eyes were the size of sources, but soon drooped when he heard his father's laughter. "You see Jungkook, Jimin is disabled." Jimin looked up, was his father really going to tell Jungkook the truth. "Father please don't, I'm begging you!" Jikook with small amounts of Namjin and Taegi. Smut Level: Medium Angst Level: High Fluff Level: High Mpreg: Namjin Only Sorry Best Rankings: #1 in jikook #1 in pjmxjjk #3 in jikooksmut #5 in jikookfluff #6 in kookmin #13 in jiminxjungkook #79 in taegi #162 in omegaverse #450 in namjin

"Draw me like one of your french girls." - smutwarning {♡} ~inspired by Titanic~ cover credit @MeerOcean9

[CURRENTLY UNDERGOING AN 𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗔𝗟 PROCESS OF REWRITING] ❝ Please, I'm telling the truth... that I love you. ❞ Ever since the tragedy where sorcerers became extinct, the use of magic and sorcery was strictly forbidden in the Kingdom of Busan ruled by King Jeon along with his wife the Queen. As a result of the grievous event, before dying, the last known surviving sorcerer cursed Prince Jeon Jungkook on his 10th birthday with the condition of infertility and a certain unwavering death on the day he would become 20 years-old. However, the only way for the prince's curse to be broken was to kiss the last sorcerer alive. After a confession, it would be revealed of another survivor; the real last one. But, no one knew his whereabouts, his face, let alone how he looked like. The only piece of information Prince Jungkook had about the last sorcerer alive in order to find him and lift the curse, was the sorcerer's name: Park Jimin. In the quest of searching for Park Jimin, secrets, friendships, tests, and hardships would not be the only challenges coming to surface. Perhaps, love and destiny were tied together for enemies sworn to revenge. Contents: - Jikook - Fluff - Adventure - Fantasy - Mature Content - Angst - Gay - Side ships - M-preg - Magic - Smut (warning before each chapter) - MORE Completed: JUL/03/19 #1 Vmin ( dated: 01/01/20) #3 Jikook (dated: 01/01/20) #2 Jikook (dated: 01/25/20)

[editing] ❝ I fucked you good then. Didn't I? ❞ Love is a funny word with so many interpretations of its definition. Famous professional writer Park Jimin believed love to be a warm feeling felt within his heart if he was in the arms of someone he truly cared about. After an encounter with one of South Korea's favorite male actors, Jeon Jungkook, his beliefs upon it would be tested. The phrase love at first sight held so much power over him which made him perplexed about the reasons behind his new relationship with the actor. Jungkook felt completely different. Just one kiss with the writer had him dwelling upon a mysterious not explored territory. His own definition of love clashed with Jimin's. Lust fully overpowered his emotions and actions. A dark past was hidden behind his expressions. But aside from this, he was enthralled by the one man who could make him feel forbidden emotions. Hopefully throughout the journey of their relationship, Jimin's definition of love could change Jungkook's. The challenge would prove to be very difficult for the writer when life didn't seem to be on their side. Was love and fucking the same? Was love at first sight just an excuse to hide lustful intentions? Would their relationship last after Jimin found out about Jungkook's dark past and the reasons behind his actions? Or would Jungkook change for the better after finding out of about another of life's obstacles? Contents: -Smut -Angst -Romance -Mature Content -Triggering Content for sensitive readers -Mpreg -MORE Started: JUL/2019 Completed: AUG/15/20