"Baby girl, won't you help me?" William was never the type to beg. The most feared mafia king, he was used to taking what he wanted; ruthlessly, without remorse. When a bullet tears through his shoulder, he does what he always does: kidnaps a doctor, forces them to patch him up, and erases the evidence. But Dr. Est is different. Soft-spoken, sharp-eyed, and far too tempting. From the moment William locks eyes with him, he knows one thing: this one, he can't let go. Est should fear him. He should run. But when William smirks, voice dripping like honey and venom, Est feels his heart betray him. In a world where love is a weakness and danger lurks behind every whispered promise, how do you escape the devil when he's already marked you as his? A WilliamEst story. ⚠️ Disclaimers: This story contains strong language, mature themes, violence, abuse, and dark romance elements. Reader discretion is advised.

"Please stop this, I am married," Ashton said in a shaky voice, hoping for the other person to stop, as he weakly touched his shoulders and tried to push him back. But his hands were grabbed and pinned against the walls by the beast that had held him hostage, his grip was harsh and he finally looked at Ashton, his stare was cold and intense and it made Ashton feel small and a little flustered, "please... let go Mr. Shaw." The other man chuckled, and the sound of his laughter made Ashton swallow nervously, "I didn't catch you with the intention of letting you go darling. I wanted you hence I have held you." he said in a cold and deep voice which made a shiver run down Ashton's spine, and the latter asked, "this is wrong..." "Do I look like a person who cares about what's wrong and what's right?" "I couldn't care less, I want you and I will have you, by hook or by crook." He said as he kept his head over Ashton's neck and inhaled before muttering, "god you drive me crazy." He said as he stared at Ashton again. ~~ Ashton, is what people call a doormat, a person too kind for his own good, and this is why people often take advantage of his kindness. But he still sees the hope in others which is the reason why he has a charm of his own, his innocence and kindness is what makes him special and this is the reason why he ended up attracting a beast. Hayden Shaw, is a beast, a dangerous man who is attracted to the beautiful yet wounded man, and once he had recognized his worth, he knew that he wanted Ashton and once Hayden wants something he gets it

Riel Summers the overlooked, middle child of his family decides to leaves his small town in Connecticut for New York with dream of finally making enough money to put himself through college. But for his dream to be successful he must survive working for the possibly the worst man in the city, Shaw Harlow. Shaw has built his multi-billion dollar company from the ground up since he just twenty. He is a beyond serious man who demands prefection from all of his employees. He's gruff, unemotional and insensitive to everyone around him. He's nearly twenty years older than Riel, but something about the headstrong boy who refuses to quit his company no matter how badly he treats him, forces him to feel things that he shouldn't. Soon, Shaw starts to cross lines he never thought he would, unable to resist Riel. Their relationship blurs the lines between work and romance. And as Shaw dares to wish for a future with Riel, he finds it won't be easy to win Riel's heart. Will Shaw and Riel risk everything for love?

Ron Salazar is fire - loud, popular, magnetic. A golden boy of Velasia University's football team, he's used to being the center of attention. Kairo Donovan is ice - cold, silent, untouchable. A mysterious figure skater with ocean-blue eyes and a reputation for never letting anyone in. They were never meant to cross paths... until a university promo forces them into the same spotlight. What begins as irritation soon turns into tension - the kind that lingers in glances, sharp words, and almost-touching hands on ice. Ron wants answers. Kairo wants distance. But neither can deny the pull between them. And sometimes, fire doesn't melt ice. It awakens it.❄️

⛓️❤️‍🩹 Dark Romance · BL · Healing · Psychological · Age-Gap · Drama · Trauma An Original Story by: POPPEARL 𝘼 𝙗𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚. 𝘼 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 & 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢 𝙥𝙨𝙮𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧. 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙨. 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢- 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚... 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚. 𖹭.ᐟ_____________________________________ HEALING ~ DARK ROMANCE KOREAN BL CRIMINAL PATIENT X DOCTOR OLDER BOTTOM X YOUNGER TOP TRAUMA RECOVERY FOUND FAMILY SLOW BURN HUMOR ANGST FLUFF SMUT (In later chapters) 𖹭.ᐟ_____________________________________ ⚠ Mature for language, suicide mention, and consensual smut (not forced). Not about toxic love - but about growth, healing, and deeper emotions. 𖹭.ᐟ_____________________________________ Highest ranking till now ~ #10 - lgbt (17-12-25) #1 - youngertop #1 - cursing #1 - darkyaoi #1 - muder #1 - therapies #1 - patientxdoctor #1 - breakdown #1 - internalconflict #3 - olderbottom #5 - session #3 - psychologist #5 - emotionaldamage

"..and That's juniper or June for short. He's JJ'S twin brother. June's deaf, he can't hear nor can he speak but that doesn't mean he's any less than a pogue. When he's not with JJ, then he's probably saving turtles with Kie. If he's not saving the turtles, or hanging with JJ then he's probably skating through the cut or surfing the waves.." IN WHICH the twin brother of JJ maybank gets thrown in a wild chaotic summer with deadly consequences

The ancient Greeks said Cupid's arrows could make you fall in love, but what if those arrows hit the wrong person? And what if that person was Eastwood High's most notorious bad boy? Dylan Dexwell was the opposite of a typical guy - his quick wit was laced with cutting sarcasm, his sense of humor an acquired taste. But everything changed when his father was transferred to San Diego, and Dylan had to start all over again, with a secret. On his first day at his new school, Dylan was immediately the center of attention. His white hair set him apart from the other students. But his looks weren't the only thing drawing eyes - it was also the sight of him stumbling into the school's most notorious bad boy, the captain of the football team and his troublesome mouth. He knew he was gay, but he wasn't ready to come out - especially not to his parents. As Dylan settled into his new school, he soon met the most colorful group of people imaginable. There was the sassy cheerleader with the razor-sharp wit, the cheerful sweet guy Dylan could tell had a secret, and the jerk who became his half. Dylan found himself arguing with the stunningly handsome biggest jerk of Eastwood high at every turn, and soon they were butting heads and getting each other into all sorts of trouble. But then, in a moment of confusion and chaos, their lips met. And everything changed. Was it love or hate that was igniting between them? And what would happen when these two polar opposites start to feel a spark? Things can't get worse in Eastwood, right? Wrong. This isn't your typical gay love story. It's worse. For some reason, Eastwood hates the boy with a secret- Dylan. And it sure is trying to get rid of him. Will the town succeed? #5 in Gayships - Nov-Dec 2024 #1 in LoveMe : March - May 2022. •May 2023 - Dec 2023 •May 2024- June 2024 •October/Dec 2024 •MARCH 2025. #2 : Depression: July 2023 #2 in Bromance : June 2022 #6 in Gayfiction: August 2020 #1 in Gayships : June 2020

It's original story. Not translation. MC is a stupid flamboyant gong (top) when the Apocalypse started. He and his team will grow stronger. Extraordinary weapons. Weird powers. This is an unique Apocalypse novel. Xiao Yan got dumped the day before the Apocalypse. He tried hard to save his ex-boyfriend, a delicate and gentle Prof. Allen. Isn't that him? Why Allen is killing zombies like a pro? Fierce assassin. Sweet swordsman. Energetic ex-roomies. Movie Emperor. Xiao Yan might have too many wannabe boyfriends. He could see his status screen as if he's in a game. Yan is wondering what is this weird titles in his status screen. Worst zombie's nightmare. All villains love me. What are these titles?

Daryl Dixon X Male OC Warnings: drug abuse, alcoholism, self harm, abuse, violence, explicit sexual content, sexual assult, homophobia, offensive language, age gap. Ever since the outbreak happened a few months back Lowell Winchester didn't have anyone besides his older brother Dean. Their father went off to hunt by himself in the worst time possible losing touch with his sons when outbreak started and their little brother abandoned them few years back to go and "live his own life" leaving his family and family business of hunting monsters and saving people behind to become a lawyer, so Lowell haven't seen him in few years already. But when undead decided to take a walk across the world, the first thing Lowell and Dean did was drive from Kansas all the way to Georgia to find their little brother as fast as humanly possible. Though their plan changed slightly when they stumbled upon the group of people that just lost a little girl in the woods and two Winchesrters decided to stick around for a few days to help with the search. Because that's what they do, save people. But only for a few days then they will go off again to find Sammy. Or as they thought. Because strangers become friends and as Lowell well knew; family doesn't end on blood, but it doesn't start there either, and one particular redneck is about to prove him that.

"Dale.." The words died in Riven's throat as he turned to look at Dale. Dale was lying on the ground, and his eyes were wide, horrified. His stomach was ripped open, and he was panting and moaning in pain, gurgling. Riven fell to his knees beside him, shaking his head in denial. Not Dale, Dale can't die, not him. "Just.. just hold on," "Help! We need help over here!" Riven shouted as loud as he could, hoping the others could hear him. "Shit, fuck, what do i do?" Tears welled up in his eyes as he removed his jacket, his hands were shaking as he placed his jacket over Dale's stomach causing Dale to gurgle. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, old man.. help!" Dale's hand touched his arm, and Riven looked at him as tears slid down his face, blurring his vision, but Riven could see Dale reaching for his knife. "No, no, we can.. Hershel can help you." He was trying to convince himself that Dale wasn't dying, but there was no hope for Dale. He was in pain, and he was asking for mercy. Riven reached for his knife, his fingers curling around the leather, and he sniffled, nodding his head. "I'm sorry.." "I'm so sorry."