He was just a chief minister who fell in love with a prince. He expected trouble. But he never expected his love was part of a big scheme. The prince whom he loved with his heart and soul , never loved him back. The prince was just faking it to gain information from him and give those information to emperor's twin brother. He was shocked. He was upset when he heard his beloved prince confessing love to the emperor's twin brother. But he was humiliated to hear the emperor's twin brother's reply. "All I wanted was information from that useless guard dog of my brother. I never asked you to sleep with him. I didn't know your level goes to the guard dogs." Would he be wrong if he takes revenge after that ? Would he be wrong if he let them taste their own medicine? This time he will start the pretend game. Pretend to love that man who called him an useless guard dog. Completed (02.01.2025)

Sam hasn't seen Cooper Blackwood in five years. Not since the "incident". And now that he's back, Sam wants answers and he doesn't plan to let him get away this time. However, the truth could land him in the middle of a blood feud. Welcome to Somewhere! A quiet small town in the middle of nowhere. It's also home to a strong werewolf community, but this perfect town is threatened by hordes of wolves coming to claim their place as Alpha over Somewhere. And one of them is responsible for the bodies piling up in the streets.

The rich kid with a perfect life is challenged to make the bad boy with a bad temper fall in love with him - and things get messy when he finds himself enjoying the little imperfections this brings in his life. ***** Nicholas has it all: the looks, the brain, the money, and the fame. There is absolutely nothing wrong in his perfect and secure life. Everything he could ever want is within his reach. The life where everything is handed to him is not one he enjoys, so he doesn't think twice when his friends challenges him to make someone they choose fall in love with him. And that person is Jax. Foul-mouthed, mean, and occasionally violent, Jax is by far the worst person to be seduced, but Nic is determined to win this bet, even if it means losing limbs. There are just two tiny problems: 1. Nicholas isn't gay. 2. Jax hates him. || Gay || BxB || MxM || LGBT || Romance ||

Four bad boys, Ayden, Hayden, Brayden, and Okayden, try to form a school club to learn how to fight their bad boy instincts, or succumb to cliches trying. ******* When Ayden's six-pack appeared when he was nine, he realized that he was born to be a bad boy. Far for embracing it, he has dedicated his whole life to avoid every cliche in the book, from girls with mysterious pasts stumbling into him in the hallways, to always changing schools to be the "mysterious new kid," to ancient beings asking him to be a chosen one every other day. But a fated encounter with the captain of the football team makes him realized that he is not the only one cursed with being a bad boy. There are others like him. Alone, they are weak. Together, they are strong. Sort of. With the mission to finding others cursed with being bad boys, Ayden and his new friends will work together to make a school club where they can help each other avoid the trappings of cliche and finish the school year unscathed. That is, if they can convince the student council president to let them form the club in the first place. [SEASON 1 COMPLETED] [SEASON 2 COMPLETED] [SEASON 3 COMPLETED] Cover by @Feralshadow

Marcelle is attractive. Marcelle is a football player. Marcelle is cliché. Marcelle is a wolf in sheep clothing. Marcelle is a Christmas fanatic. Marcelle is just downright annoying. Matthew Griffin is a certified theatre geek/video game nerd. And he despises [emphasis on despise] Christmas. All he has to do is get this jock to remember his lines, even though he forgot his heart. Wattpad featured.

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Cold seeps into my bones as I wander the dark forest before me; the frigid air from the mountains enveloping me in a tight, chilling grip. Shadows dance across the ground as the light of the moon shines downward through the swaying treetops. Leaves and sticks crunch beneath my feet as I continue to wander forward; my body instinctively hiking up a small slope to my right. My mind is numb, confused, anxious. What is this place? Where am I going? How did I get here? Ascending the slope, the trees eventually reveal a small meadow. Moonlight reflects off the dew of the grass, creating a soft silver glow. In the distance, I see a small circle, made of what appears to be field stones. A sense of coming home blended with deep trepidation and fear spreads throughout my being. My body continues forward against my will, leading me towards the center pillars. The sudden scent of pine, moss and . . . cedar. . . begin to set my mind at ease; its intoxicating fragrance fills my nostrils. "Closer, a whisper fills my mind. Closer. Do not be afraid, lost one. Closer." That voice? I know that voice but from where? Where am I? more importantly, Why can't I remember? I know you exist. It's been 14 years still I have not found you. My dream shows me you do exist mate. But where are you? The time to complete my promise is coming. My OBSESSIVE SEARCH has slowly turned me into a psychotic Alpha......and still........ WAIT!...... THAT SCENT!!! It's YOU!!! I found you!! I feel my heart pounding so hard in my chest, its close to exploding. yet before my obsession envelops me there is a moment of clarity "At last, I found you." and my thought changes. Deadly is my intent "Goddess HELP ANYONE WHO STANDS IN MY WAY!!!" Two Wulves, one lost in his mind, another losing his heart. Has the Goddess finally breathed peace to both? Uniting a forgotten world granting peace to a bitter heart? Only she knows.

Embered footprints tell of my passing. Infernos heat pulsates off my body, Blackening the once budding foliage, plumes of smoke rise from the leaves of curling shrubs. The closer I draw to them, the faster they curl. scorching radiating heat ignites them to cinders. Astrally, The pulsating individual red life forces of hibernating hearts dims, then cease; never to reawaken. Charring bodies ashed in their dens, release plumes of smoke into the air. and I feed. Their life essences feed me. This is my doing. It is my warning "I am coming, dead thing and... I hunger."