The stately walls of the Therapanyakul mansion weren't witnesses to love, but rather a graveyard for living souls. This hell was ruled by four guardians-Kamol, Vegas, Mangkorn, and Kin. For these four brothers, "love" didn't mean surrender, but rather the crushing of their partner's existence and making them their property. Kamol's savage lust reigned in the rooms below, where Kim's innocent body, bound with rough jute ropes, was dripped with boiling hot wax every night, and her screams served as Kamol's only means of relieving her stress. At the same time, in the dark basement above, Vegas's psychopath would awaken, brutally sprinkling salt and alcohol on Pete's bleeding wounds after beating him unconscious with a heavy iron belt, smiling at his agony. At the other end of the mansion, Mangkorn's cold-blooded cruelty controlled his partner's every breath; His hobby was snapping the bones of fingers for the slightest offense and mentally breaking them to the point where they were reduced to begging on their knees. Meanwhile, Kinn, the head of the Therapanyakul Empire, proud of his influence and power, kept a leash of fear around his companions' necks, where disobedience was a direct threat of a cage of hungry lions or a bullet to the head. This story is not about these four dictators, but about four unfortunate individuals suffering in that cage, whose bodies woke each morning with blue marks. Where the last bottle of contraceptive pills and a secret plot to escape were their only hope for survival. Will the chains of this terrifying hell ever break, or will these four souls be forever buried in the darkness of Therapanyakul? Kamol× kim Kinn × porch Mangkorn × yai Vegas × peat 🛑Rape 🛑forced sex, 🛑BDMS 🛑abusive husband

The Alpha/Omega dynamics I'm dying to write for months.

The Perth Tanapon family was completely murder by the Pongsapak family. That incident led him to become so dark and without compassion. When he was appointed head of the IVth Mafia in LA, Perth only thought about revenge against the Pongsapak family.

My new fanfic with SANTAPERTH Genre: BL, MPREG, FAMILY MATTER, ALPHA, OMEGA, ACTORS... MUHC MORE 🔞 DON'T READ IF U DON'T LIKE MPREG. JUST A WARNING.

"It was just a stupid dare. One kiss to whoever walked into the club first. I didn't know it'd be him-the same man who now has me pressed against his penthouse window asking if I still like playing games." Santa's job is to sparkle on stage. Perth's job is to control everything behind the scenes. One kiss in a club sparks a fire neither of them can put out. Now, under flashing lights and closed doors, they navigate a dangerous game of desire, denial, and dominance. He wears suits like armor. Santa wears glitter like war paint. Behind the mic, he's a star. Beneath the suit, Perth is losing control. One's chasing fame. The other's chasing him.

"If you're trying to intimidate me, Mr. Tanapon..." "Oh, I'm not trying. I already have you flustered." Perth Tanapon, Bangkok's ruthless real estate king, doesn't do distractions-until he walks in. Santa Pongsapak, CEO of luxury jewelry brand Muse, returns to Bangkok for his father's gala-poised, powerful, and not here to fall in love. Two CEOs. One city. The deal? Pure tension. The risk? Catching feelings. This isn't just business. It's a powerplay.

"A marriage built on paper. A love that was never supposed to happen." Perth and Santa are Thailand's golden couple - rich, flawless, untouchable. But behind the mansion gates, their one year contract is about to end. Their marriage was never about love, only business. A one year contract to merge two family empires, sealed with smiles and handshakes. "I can't stay in a marriage where I'm the only one in love, Perth" Santa says, his voice breaking. Santa is tired of living in a loveless marriage. Perth, who once swore he'd never fall for his husband, is not ready to let go. Now, with their past threatening to pull them apart, Perth has one chance to prove that this time, his love isn't just written in a contract - it's real.

Perth has been around for as long as Santa can remember, always ruffling his hair, rolling his eyes at his antics, and-most annoyingly-never taking him seriously. Santa swears he doesn't care, but deep down, every glance, every offhanded praise, and every casual touch lingers a little too long in his mind. So will Perth really look at him, not just as Pond's little brother, but as someone worth noticing. But what happens when Perth finally starts noticing? Will it remain a quiet, unspoken crush? Or will Santa finally be brave enough to risk the teasing, the rejection, and the possibility that maybe-just maybe-Perth might feel the same way? I have no rights over the actors mentioned ,I just love PerthSanta so much hope you enjoy my story .

Santa is an Omega who doesn't trust Alphas-not after what he's been through. He's built his walls high and learned to survive alone, sharp-tongued and guarded. Transferring to a new academy is supposed to be a clean slate, but nothing prepares him for Perth. Perth is an Alpha professor with restraint like iron and eyes that see too much. He didn't expect the new student in his class to be an Omega-or to smell like coconut, sun-warmed sand, and something dangerously addictive. When instinct meets resistance, and safety starts to feel like home, can two people haunted by the past find something real in each other? A slow-burn A/B/O story about trust, scent, and the quiet ache of falling in love when you least expect it.

Vegas and Pete are married for a year now. And Pete decides he doesn't want to stay married anymore. but things take a turn at his friend Porsche's wedding... This is an omegaverse Fanfiction of VegasPete from the series Kinnporsche. all the pictures used in the story belongs to the respective owners.