They were raised side by side, promised to each other before they even understood what love meant. But time rewrites people. When Zhan leaves for London, he leaves more than just home behind - he leaves Yibo. Years later, he returns not as the same soft childhood companion, but as someone distant... untouchable. Their families bind them in marriage, calling it destiny. Yibo calls it ownership. His love is not gentle. It is consuming. Every glance Zhan gives someone else burns. Every breath Zhan takes without him feels like betrayal. What he calls protection slowly turns into control. And Zhan - a man who learned to live freely - begins to feel trapped in a life chosen for him. Love twists into obsession. Care turns into confinement. And affection slowly rots into hatred. Because when you cage a bird long enough... it doesn't just try to escape. Sometimes, it stops singing altogether. 🖤 Top - Wang yibo Power Bottom - Xiao Zhan Most impressed ranking 🥇#theuntamed out of 3.86k stories.

His face is so close, he can almost taste him. His fingers twitch, fighting the urge to grip his hips harder. He never imagined feeling this way about the boy. He tries to fight it, but it's nearly impossible. Something's calling to him. Something's gripping his heart, and tugging on it, pulling him toward the boy with an unknown force. ~§~ It's not easy being different from everyone else, or something your parents don't want you to be. It's not easy when you love someone everyone says you shouldn't. Diving into the world of homelessness at the age of 17 was hard. The streets weren't easy, but somehow the young 19-year-old still smiles. He takes an interest in Him. He takes Him under his wings, and gives Him a place to live. He's different from everyone. He doesn't look down on Him. Things become complicated... More complicated than either could have imagined. A life altering news is devastating, and the boy struggles to come to terms with it. It wasn't easy, but he made his pace with it. But will the man make peace with it? Can he let Him go?

He came as a sacrifice but get claimed by Demon king. In a world ruled by men, those born with a stigma can bear children and are feared, worshipped or used. To end a brutal war with demons, a boy with a stigma is offered as a "sacrifice" to the Demon King. But instead of death, he finds chains of silk, eyes of fire. And a throne waiting for someone like him. For decades, demons have scorched the land, leaving only ruin behind. In a desperate bid for peace, humanity offers the one thing the Demon King might desire- A stigmatic boy. Caelum is chosen to be that sacrifice. Used since birth. But when he's brought before the Demon King, Vael, something unexpected happens. Vael doesn't kill him. He claims him. As Caelum struggles to survive in a court of monsters, he begins to uncover twisted truths about the war, about his own fate. And about the terrifying king whose gaze lingers too long. What begins as a sacrifice may become a curse or a love that could shatter two worlds. 𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚: This story is for mature readers. It explores dark and complex dynamics.

There was a time when they had everything-passion, devotion, and an unspoken promise that they were unbreakable. But love, no matter how intense, was never immune to destruction. Somewhere along the way, they lost each other. It wasn't sudden. It wasn't one single moment that shattered them. It was the slow unraveling-the quiet resentments, the miscommunications, the betrayals they were too stubborn to fix. And when the final blow landed, it was devastating. Words were thrown like weapons, wounds were left open, and one of them walked away. But fate had a way of forcing people back together. Of making them face what they thought was long gone. Of testing whether what was lost could ever be found again. Now, standing on opposite sides of something neither of them could name, they were no longer the same people they used to be. Time had changed them. Pain had shaped them. But the pull between them-the one that had always existed-was still there, waiting. The question wasn't whether they could find their way back. It was whether they wanted to.

"A mate will love you and only you. No other can compare to you and he or she will treasure you above all and everything in the world," mommy says to me as she kissed my forehead. I sighed dreamily. I can't wait till I find my mate. He'll be perfect and handsome and funny and smart and brave and beautiful and he'll love me... only ever me... and... and... Present This hurts so much. Seeing and hearing and knowing my mate, the one who's supposed to love me above all, me, only me is in love with somebody else. I'd hate him if I could. I'd reject him if I could... I wish I could. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Important My books are written explicitly for a MATURE AUDIENCE 18 YEARS AND OLDER. There will be some instances/scenes/suggestions of sexual acts, crude language, MPREG and will portray gay relationships between males. If you do not enjoy stories of this nature please leave now. I will not condone/defend/accept any sort of attacks on my stories, my characters or myself. It is well within your right to choose what type of entertainment you prefer but I will not be blamed for your curiosity. Read at your own risk. ******************************************************

A couple of tiny glowing fish came over to him, inspecting him. Neteyam watched them, unmoving. His stillness encouraged the little creatures to inch closer, one coming to rest against his nose. Neteyam realized they were the seeds of Eywa - only here, they did not float. Neteyam smiled softly, extending one of his arms, palm facing up. One of the seeds swam into his hand, resting comfortably. Ao'nung slowly sank down to his knees as well, brows furrowed in an unpleasant glare before bubbles escaped his lips in surprise at the sight in front of him. Neteyam glanced his way for a mere second before turning back to Eywa's little creations, watching as they circled his waist before finally swimming away.

Adriane Everhart never expected to be part of an arranged marriage-especially not with Damian Blackwood, the most powerful Alpha of their time. But when his second older brother flees on the day of the wedding, Adriane is forced to take his place. From the moment their eyes meet, an unspoken bond forms between them-strong, undeniable, yet cruelly out of reach. Damian was meant to marry another, and Adriane was never meant to be his. As fate weaves its own path, secrets unfold, hearts are tested, and a single choice could change everything. Let's start this journey of love......❤️ And if you guys feel like that there should be some changes in this story or some scenes you want according to you so please comment it❤️ And this is my first book so there could be a lot of mistakes so please ignore it for the first timer as me 😅

Book One in the Lycan Chronicles Evander Rue had his entire life planned out even before he was born. He grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth and parents who never had time for him. A family who barely called or cared for him left him to be raised by his nanny until his eighteenth birthday when everything changed. His father planned for him to attend some prestigious college to study business and take over the family company. Unfortunately, his immaculate grades were tarnished because of a ridiculous mythology class. However, it seemed fate had a twisted sense of humor when the new kid, the local witch's goth nephew, seemed to take over his world. At first, Evander didn't spare him a glance, leery of the newcomer, but he had more important things to worry about, like his birthday party and maintaining his reputation. The new kid's arrival or his grades didn't pause Evander's celebration; he was going to officially be an adult. Nothing would keep him from celebrating, not even a cautionary howl under the light of the full month. _______________ This story is intended for mature audiences only, please read the disclaimer before continuing.