Husband is in prison. Raising two kids on his own. Dealing with loneliness. Dealing with his job. How much can one take? Cameron Alono Jackson was happy- fifteen years ago that is, when he was with his husband and their two kids. That is up until the police caught up to Anthony D'arell Jackson and took him away for the rest of his life over multiple murders and kidnappings. As much as Cameron relies on them, one phone call a year isn't enough. Memories aren't enough, old pictures aren't enough. There's not one night that passes where Cameron hasn't been overthinking, crying, or contemplating about his life or the thought of Anthony's life in prison. And dealing with two fifteen year old teenagers is hard. Especially when one is constantly disrespectful, has anger issues and is careless about their action and the other is at a constant risk of being taken advantage of. Through all of this, Cameron has always tried his best to remain neutral and happy- but as the days go by it's becoming more difficult to act as if he's got everything under control. It's becoming harder to put on this mask of fake happiness when he always feels like he's slowly losing himself- But, what about Anthony?

When 19 yr old Daon is kidnapped from a quiet roadside and wakes up restrained in an isolated chamber deep within the pines, he expects ransom demands or violence. What he doesn't expect are three strangers who claim to "love" him - each with their own warped version of care, control, and devotion. But in a place where obsession wears the mask of affection, survival means more than just staying alive. It means not becoming theirs. #1 in boyxboy 22/12/2025 #2 in fear 23/12/2025

You weren't chosen. You were claimed. The king of curses names you as his newest concubine, binding you to an impossible fate: Please him, survive him, and give him an heir... or die trying. But Sukuna doesn't just want obedience - he wants the fear you try to hide. The more you resist, the more his interest sharpens into something dark, consuming, and impossible to escape. In a palace ruled by blood, desire, and corruption, you must navigate the deadly fascination of a monster who has never cared for a single soul... Yet can't seem to let you go. 🔞 NSFW • True Form Sukuna • Dark Erotic Fantasy🔞 Inspired by my Chai bot: "Ryomen Sukuna (Heian Era)" - go check it out! :) -Xx, L♡

New York City, 1944. While war consumes Europe and fills headlines, notorious criminal Kevin Price rules Manhattan with an iron fist. His ruthless control makes exception for none, until he crosses paths with one Connor McKinley

After succumbing to your curiosity, you try to summon a demon, only to summon the worst one of all: Ryomen Sukuna. The demon is now bound to you till death, and your average life has been warped and disrupted. This story contains graphic depictions of violence, rape/non-con, and other mature themes.

A once happy family, now drifting apart. People who hate him with a burning passion but love his twin. Just what happened to make them drift apart and why do they hate him? Aren't they supposed to love each other? Aren't they supposed to be family? Join Leonardo on his journey of abuse and suffering at the hands of his own family, who despise him with every fibre of their being. What happens when they cross a line? Will they be able to fix what has been broken? Disclaimer, I personally think there's a lot of cringe moments here, including dialogue and minor plot holes. Will edit at some point... Enjoy!!

"Dammit woman, talk to me," Zach pulls at his hair in frustration; his eyes never leave my face. There is a hint of sadness in his voice but other than that, he sounds cynically mad. I shake my head no, with my gaze still on the floor. Suddenly, he tips my chin with his index finger to make my eyes meet his. "Is it true?" he grits out, "That you can't speak?" I try to blink the unshed tears away and focus on my breathing. Yes. . . . He has been searching for her. He wants his revenge. Fate makes it easier for him. Out of the blue, the woman who broke him falls right at his lap. The only problem is- she already is broken beyond repair. Does he have the heart to break an already broken girl he once loved? Feelings start resurfacing and, secrets become unveiled. Will Zach ever find out the real victim in all of this? Or will it be too late? . . . A billionaire romance Not a single boring chapter, I swear ;) Ranking- #2 in love (23.10.2022) #10 in romance (24.10.2022)

He didn't break her all at once. He taught her how to shatter herself. To everyone watching, she has the life girls dream of : money, beauty, a powerful husband, and a marriage wrapped in perfection. But behind their locked doors, perfection is the punishment she can never escape. He tells her who to be. He tells her how to walk, how to breathe, how to think. Every mistake is a lesson. Every bruise is a reminder. Every betrayal is somehow her fault. And she believes him. Because after years of being molded, corrected, and rewritten, she no longer remembers who she was before he decided to "fix" her. She only knows the rules he carved into her bones. Don't speak too loudly. Don't ask questions. Don't look at him when he's angry. Don't look away when he wants your attention. And above all Don't ever forget that love is earned, not given. Her sister whispers that she's losing herself. Her friends say they're worried. Her subconscious screams that something is wrong. But she silences all of them. Because she is so close so close to becoming the perfect wife, he swears she could be if she tries a little harder. And if she can be perfect... Maybe he'll finally love her. Or maybe perfection is the very thing that will destroy her. *This story depicts domestic and emotional abuse. These scenes are fictional and not meant to glorify or romanticize abuse. If you are in a harmful or unsafe situation, please reach out for help: 1-800-799-7233 (SAFE) thehotline.org You deserve safety.

" do you think that you can get away with this doctor "squeezing my neck tighter cutting My airways i could only beg "p-please"i felt i second pair of hands pinching my nipples hard over my sweatshirt " A-ah n-no p-please im sor-rry" it's Akim i could guess them all without seeing them , a hard slap was directed to my thighs the third pair of hands can only be Alek s hard and rough with no mercy he was the roughest among them , reminding me to breathe Adrik let go of my neck , stepping away from me i was left with an aching need for their touch again not daring to look up " strip shlyukha" -Alek- "Or do you want us to help you ptitsy"-Adrik- " if we have to repeat ourselves for sure you're not going to like the consequences malenkiy malchik "-Akim- I had no choice i was having a peaceful life as a doctor i never much thought about getting married even if i was nearing my thirtys and i always cherished the silence in my cozy house, until these russian beasts came to ruin everything i called peace in my life . Slow updates

I always had an eye for trouble, but I never knew trouble would come knocking at my doorstep just because I dared to raise my head and look at them. The King Brothers were the Lords of the underworld, and I was just another of their slaves with a crippled arm. That was until they took a liking towards me. And if that wasn't enough already, two of my masked lovers decided to show up when I had accepted my fate with them, only to mess things up further.