Tagline: He loved him enough to destroy him. And still, Nobita stayed. > Nobita never expected college to be the place where everything would break - or begin. He was still the quiet boy, still lost in everyone's shadow... until Dekisugi turned his eyes on him. Perfect Dekisugi. Popular. Rich. Brilliant. Dangerous. What starts as small conversations turns into something deeper - something darker. A pull Nobita can't explain, and a touch that both comforts and consumes him. But love from someone like Dekisugi comes with obsession. Possession. Secrets he hides behind perfect smiles. And no matter how many times Nobita tries to run... Dekisugi always finds him. 💔 "He loved him enough to destroy him. And still, Nobita stayed." -- 🌑 Dark Romance | College AU | Obsessive ML | 📌 Dekisugi × Nobita (Main) | Side: Suneo × Gian 🎭 Angst • Slow Burn • Emotional • Mature 🎓 Everyone from the original universe plays a part - just... not the way you remember them.

DON'T LIKE.... DON'T READ Dekisugi loves Nobita but his love is toxic. To gain Nobita's love he forcibly married to him. Dekisugi forces Nobita to love him but Nobita always rejects him. Due to it Dekisugi tortures Nobita. Will Nobita ever accept Dekisugi? Gian is so possessive for Nobita. She has feelings for him but nobody knows it. But Nobita loves Sizuka. He loves her since his childhood. Doraemon is not in this story. He said 'goodbye' to Nobita when Nobita turned twenty years old. Dekisugi is a dominant alpha. Nobita is an Omega. Sizuka is a beat. Gian is a dominant alpha. Suneo is an Omega. I hope you will like this fanfiction. ❤️ This FF contains hate, torture, advantage of an omega's heat, 18+ content and more. It's just a fanfiction and based on imagination. So, if anyone has problem with this ship or dark fanfic then they can leave it here. This FF was deleted from my other Wattpad account when it was ongoing. But I was cross posting it on AO3 that's why my hardwork didn't vanish. I am resharing it. I won't show forced intimacy scenes.

" Don't even come infront of our sight or we will not think twice to kill you " " Do you think you will stay alive then? Huh! " Two biggest mafia Empire's are rivals they hate eachother even their guts They can't stand each other! But what will happen when their kids will fall in love with other other "Our families are rivals we cant be together " " So let's make your families together first " And what if I said that that these two mafia's Empire's had a past connection? Want to know then you have to read until end then! Warning Mpreg Smut Mature launguage Murder Fighting scene Breastfeeding!

He's the man everyone fears - sharp jaw, colder eyes, and a tongue laced with venom. The kind of CEO who doesn't know the meaning of mercy - firing employees without a second thought, stepping over people like they're pawns in his game. ❝Feelings? Emotions? I don't have time for such useless things.❞ - Jungkook But then Kim Taehyung enters his life - sunshine in human form , with the softest boxy smile and a heart too pure for this world. And slowly... the ice begins to melt. The arrogant CEO who never cared about anyone finds himself caring too much for the one man who makes his cold heart race. From Coldie ➝ Softie, but only for Taehyung. Because when Jeon Jungkook falls, he falls hard... and he never lets go. Top Tae Powerbottom Kook 🐯 💜🐰 This story is totally from my imagination. Sorry for any grammatical mistakes. Do not copy my story.

The cold, metallic air of the room tightened around Taehyung's throat as Jungkook's grip intensified. "Aaahh!!!! Leave me!!! Leave me, Jungkook!!!" Taehyung screamed, punching at the unyielding hand. "Leave you? Hahahahahaaa! After what you had done! Do you think I'll leave you? Hmm?" Jungkook's voice was dangerously close. "Wha-what a-are you talk-talking about, what I did?" Taehyung choked out, fear making his voice shake. "Huh!" Jungkook chuckled, a chilling sound. "After killing my unborn child, you are asking me that? You committed a sin! You killed my child, my unborn baby, my champ, my sunshine, my only one light! Why? Whyyyy... You knew how much I loved that baby! Then why you killed the one and only hope of my darkest world? You abort our child, our baby, Tae- oh, sorry, Park Taehyung." Horror washed over Taehyung, his body going numb. "H-h--how di-did y-you know?" he stammered. "I know much more, Park Taehyung. You just wait and watch how I'll make your happy married life and your son's life hell. Now I will show you who JJK is. Now I will show you mafia JJK side of mine." But little does Jungkook know, Taehyung's married life is far from happy; it's a misery he couldn't possibly imagine. The air crackled with the weight of Jungkook's words, promising a brutal reckoning for Taehyung's past actions, unaware of the present torment Taehyung already endures. Mentioned Abuse Rape Torture Force sex (maybe) Dark romance M-preg Smut Attempt Suicide Fluff (little) Agnst

He never said he was mine. He just never left. Phuwin Tangsakyuen learned early that staying was a choice. People came and went-friends, routines, places-everything temporary if you waited long enough. Staying meant intention. Staying meant attention. Staying meant you had already decided the outcome. That was why he didn't stay for most people. He left rooms when conversations dulled. He left parties before anyone noticed. He left before attachments formed. Control lived in distance. Then there was Pond Naravit. Pond didn't arrive like a disruption. He didn't demand space or attention. He simply existed-open, unguarded, unaware of the way eyes followed him. He spoke easily. Trusted easily. Let people linger where they shouldn't. Phuwin noticed him the way one notices a weak point in a structure-quietly, instinctively, knowing it would matter later. He told himself it was nothing at first. A shared hallway. A shared class. A shared room. But then he stayed. He stayed when he could have left. Stayed when silence would have been easier. Stayed when distance would have kept him safe. Phuwin didn't touch. Didn't confess. Didn't claim. He just stayed. And somewhere between watching and waiting, between restraint and want, staying stopped being a choice- and became a vow.

Phuwin Tang doesn't believe in love-but he does believe in leverage. So when his father tries to marry him off to the one person he swore he'd never go back to, Phuwin does the only thing he's good at- He finds something better. Something stronger. Something ruinous. A video. And at the center of it? Pond Naravit. Powerful. Untouchable. Dangerous. And the one man who has hated him for years. So Phuwin makes him a deal. A marriage for silence. A ring in exchange for ruin. It should've been simple. Fake smiles. Separate lives. No feelings. Except nothing about Pond is simple. Not the way he looks at Phuwin like he already knows every weakness. Not the way he refuses to touch him when it matters- and chooses someone else instead. Not the way their fights feel a little too close to something else. Something sharper. Hotter. Harder to ignore. Because somewhere between blackmail and champagne toasts- between quiet nights and unspoken claims- the line between enemies and something far more dangerous begins to blur. And when the truth finally surfaces... It won't just destroy their marriage. It might destroy them.

"IT'S A PHUWINPOND STORY." In a world built on legacy, contracts, and names that carry more weight than the people who inherit them, two lives quietly collide under circumstances neither of them chose. Pond moves through life like he's trying not to disturb it-soft-spoken, careful, always a step back from taking up too much space. He smiles easily, but never lingers where he feels like he doesn't belong. Phuwin, on the other hand, exists in precision and silence-controlled, composed, and far too used to keeping everything exactly where it should be. When their worlds overlap, nothing about it feels simple. Not the distance between them. Not the way conversations stop short. Not the way presence alone begins to mean more than words ever do. Surrounded by people who see too much, say too little, and understand far more than they should, both of them are forced to navigate something that doesn't fit neatly into expectations or arrangements. Some things are written down. Some things are carefully agreed upon. And some things begin quietly-without permission, without warning, and without ever asking to be noticed.

Cursed to die at twenty-one, Khem turns to Master Peem, the shaman who once loved him in another life but now denies him coldly. Yet jealousy and fate keep pulling them back into each other's arms, their desire too raw to resist. With Chan and Jet at his side-and Ramphueng's vengeance haunting every breath-Khem's only chance at life may be the very love Peem swore to bury.

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