Nik clenched his teeth. "It's not a phase, Big Daddy. I've had feelings for you for a long time." Duka blinked at him. What the hell kinda feelings could a lil' teenage boy have for an old fart like me? He had to think quick before this boy fell off the rails. "How 'bout this; come back when you have more hair on your balls and can buy me a drink at the bar." This fifteen-year-old little squirt knew nothing about nothing. He probably read too many of them yaoi books Chaplain likes or watched too many pornos. In six years, he'll realize it was all a phase and want to slap himself silly for being so ridiculous. Nik tilted his head and looked at Duka with narrowed eyes for a few moments. Duka smirked and brought his beer to his lips. That oughta nip it in the bud. Old man-1. Little squirt-0. Nik Straightened up and smiled. "Ok. When the time comes not only will I take you out for a drink but, I'll show you how much hair I've got on my balls afterward." Beer spewed all over the counter and Duka broke into a fit of coughing. Nik's smile widened as he sauntered out of the kitchen. He made sure to smack Duka on the ass on the way past. Duka covered his mouth with his hand and stared wide-eyed at the youth he'd damn near raised. What the actual fuck?

21-year-old Dean Clark, an architecture student, is struggling to balance his studies, two jobs, and a relationship that isn't as stable as he'd like. When he decides to find a roommate, the solution comes in the form of Isaac Nabokov, a 24-year-old Russian guy with unshakable confidence, influence, and a past that seems to hold more secrets than he's willing to share. From the very start, Dean's boyfriend and Isaac, seem ready to tear each other apart, and Dean finds himself caught in the middle of a tension that refuses to fade. But Isaac? He thrives on chaos. Especially when he's the one causing it. Dean and Isaac have nothing in common. Dean cannot stand him, and nothing could change that...Right? 🥇 #1 roommate 🥇 #1 manxman 🥇 #1 malexmale 🥇 #1 russianmen 🥇 #1 funny 🥇 #1 yearning 🥇 #1 australia 🥇 #1 gay 🥇 #1 spicy

"In a world where alphas rule with bloodied fists and ancient codes, two kings collide not in diplomacy, but in destruction." Rudra Dev Singhania, the merciless alpha monarch of the East, doesn't ask. He owns. With golden skin and a voice that turns into law, his rule is ironclad, his empire bathed in fear. No soul dares to defy him until a single ghost slips through the cracks. Rian Valez, the snow-skinned blonde French alpha, is more myth than man. Known as Ghost Heir in whispered syndicate files, he's a sculptor of pain, a tactician with a spine made of vengeance. Their first collision is anything but diplomatic. Two alphas. Two enemies. One irreversible bond. In a world where alpha-to-alpha mating is both taboo and dangerous, they mark each other, not out of love but out of dominance. They should have killed each other. Instead, they're tethered by something darker, something primal neither of them can control nor fully understand. Read and find out what is written in their destiny. Start date - 11/06/25 End date -27/6/25

[Short chapters + free bonus content] Jaredeth never wanted to be King. After being thrusted onto the throne after the untimely death of his father Jaredeth is forced to navigate his own insecurities surrounding his newfound sovereignty. But when he gets on the wrong side of his advisors, he's ejected from the throne and into stormy waters where he's left to die. Quintus never wanted to be a hero. But when he finds a mysterious man washed up on the shores of a forgotten city, he'll take a crack at doing some good. What he expected to be a one time act of kindness, turns into a journey across the region when he learns his mysterious companion has lost all memory of himself. Together, they'll travel the east lands, take on the Calamity, try to win back a throne and maybe... fall in love?

Brahms O'Neal, a smart and crafty omega, is the first student to be accepted into an academy full of alphas without his knowledge. Manipulative, narcissistic, and self-driven; if they are of no use to him then he wants nothing to do with them. Maybe he belonged in this academy. #1 | mxm - 07/14/26

Nathan Bryce is the heir to River Valley, a domestic pack with deep roots and stronger traditions. Caleb Brosme is a future Beta in Command-and a rogue, raised in one of the most feared and powerful packs beyond the borders. Their worlds were never meant to collide. Historically, rogues and domestics have been enemies. But when a fragile treaty forces the two packs to live side by side, tensions rise fast. And when Nathan and Caleb fall in love... everything threatens to fall apart. Will their packs accept the bond that forms between them-or try to destroy it? War, betrayal, heartbreak, and death loom on the horizon. But maybe... just maybe... something good can still come from the ruins.

Originally under LadyYandereShane (LadyYandereDeux), this is a fan reposting their stories. "D-did you just collar me?" "Because you're being a bitch, yeah..." He was then pinned to the wall. "Now, you're my bitch." "What if I don't want to be, fucker?!" "Funny you think you can do whatever you want in my territory." It all started when Kenneth Lee accidentally killed a classmate; now he's dumped in a school for Supernaturals as they try to find out where he belongs-collared in the arms of an Alpha King? A school with Ghosts | Shapeshifters | Vampires Will Ken survive as a God?

NOT MY STORY!!! NikkiFanfic LadyYandereShane "Let's play a game. If you win, we'll answer all your questions." "If I lose?" "You become our toy." "Are you crazy?!" "Isn't that the reason why we're here?" Miles Taylor got the opportunity of a lifetime working in a criminal reform school as a Psychology teacher, only to be enslaved by two of the most insane criminal students, the "Kim" brothers. His life turns around when games are won, minds are broken, and secrets unfold in Carvalle Institutes: a school for the mentally unhinged.

*This is a rewrite of Omega's Broken Soul, book 1 in the Moon Cave series* "Things will remain this way until I take my last breath on this earth, having lived a lie as Amari the dominant wolf. Amari the strong and fearless enforcer. Amari the muscular, unbeatable, violent force of nature who cannot be questioned, who cannot be trodden on. Who cannot be defeated. Amari who vowed never again to bow down to nature, to omega biology and werewolf socialization if it meant allowing my loved ones and myself to be hurt. Killed. I am Amari and this is the promise of my broken soul." Amari has been struggling with self-acceptance since he was eight years old. The day his mother was murdered changed his life forever. After being adopted into a new pack and faced with regrets about that incident, Amari falls into a spiral of bad habits, self loathing and broken depression. He refuses to let anyone into the cold walls he's built around his heart. Furthermore, Amari blames his omega wolf for their inability to protect their mother. Suppressing your wolf can be dangerous and Amari has been doing so for ten years, posing as a dominant wolf to the pack. What happens when he finds out he's mated to the pack alpha, Luka? Luka isn't going to allow Amari to continue his life of lies any longer. But will his attempts to fix his mate only push Amari over the edge? What happens when a ghost from the past comes back and flips the playing table? Tags: LGBT, gay love, werewolves, mpreg, mates, omegaverse, pack, angst, enemiestolovers WARNING: This book contains CURSING, SEX SCENES, MALE PREGNANCY, VIOLENT SCENES and mentions ABUSE. READ AT OWN RISK. 18+ READERS ONLY

BOOK 2 What started as a Sudden Attraction... became something Soulbound. But some bonds come with unexpected twists. ----‐------------------------------------ "You done?" Marcus asked, arms crossed as he leaned against the wall. Calm. Unbothered. Andre was pacing the room, one hand running down his face, the other unconsciously resting over his stomach. His fingers pressed in slightly, like he was trying to ground himself. "You don't get it, Marcus. You shouldn't be here. I destroy everything I touch." Marcus sighed and pushed off the wall. He stepped forward, closing the space between them, and cupped Andre's jaw, forcing him to look up. "You done?" he repeated. Andre swallowed hard. "Marcus-" "Nah." Marcus's voice was firm, steady. "You're gonna stand here and tell me all the reasons I should leave. And when you're done, I'm gonna tell you why I'm never going anywhere." Andre stared at him, lips parting, searching for something to say-but nothing came. Marcus smirked, tilting his head. "Now c'mere, lemme rub on you."