A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.

Twelve years ago, Ayaan Rathore was blamed for a tragedy that destroyed his family and was sent away without anyone hearing his side of the story. Now at eighteen, he returns to a home where everyone still believes he is guilty. As old memories resurface and hidden secrets begin to unfold, the truth about that night slowly starts to come out. Read the story to know the truth.

Remington knows very little of the world, kept within a basement for years by his Mentally ill father who he had grown attached to and loved dearly, left to the mercy of a powerful man. But when a series of events result in him entering the new modern world, he's thrown in the secrets and betrayals of the family that abandoned him. Too innocent and naïve for the world, Remi must navigate his family and understand the woman that abandoned him. Having to navigate two new brothers, a step father that he doesn't understand and a mother who wants to ignore everything around her. Contending with friendships, modern life and a world that he had never truly seen before, the wave of anxiety is building and the looming threats from the shadows. But Remi knew three things in his life: Love is pain Hatred was inevitable Everything was his fault. ** I will not place trigger warning on the chapters, so please read the tags before reading this book as it touches on some heavy topics. Including, Abuse (all kinds), Abandonment, Suicide, Swearing, Chains, Gore, Blood, Drugs/Alcohol, Stockholm Syndrome, Sexual Assault/Rape. Etc. Please be kind in your comments, but I welcome comments. I'm sorry I'm not very good at descriptions, but please give this story a chance and adore Remi as I have adored writing him. I am hoping this will become part of a series.**

Seven older brothers. One crowded house. They gave him a place to live- but forgot to give him a home. Growing up, his life was perfectly organized on paper, but entirely empty in reality. To his seven older brothers, he was a responsibility to manage rather than a sibling to love. In the chaotic rush of looking after him, they completely missed him, leaving him to grow up isolated and invisible in the middle of a loud family. But you can't ignore a brother forever. When the emotional distance between them finally shatters, seven older brothers are forced to face the truth: they kept him safe, but they completely forgot to raise him. Now, they have to figure out how to stop being just guardians, and finally learn how to be big brothers.

Warning 18+ Recommended- Very Mature Not for sensitive readers SMUT - Dominant/Submissive Book Thee of series Prism Red: ●Dominant Type: Soft, Corrective & Cognitive • Calm & patient • Gentle yet firm • Guides & improves rather than punishes • Notices mistakes and inefficiencies • Uses intelligence & understanding • Likes submissive to use their mind, think and explain themselves ●Stalker Type: Hunter, Observer & Fixation • Patient & Strategic • Plays the long game • Studies before making contact • Fixation starts as curiosity until it becomes fascination • Obsession • Collects information: Routines, habits & behaviour. • Watches before acting Eli: ●Submissive Type: Soft, Cognitive & Responsive • Master kink • Devoted • Hopeless Romantic • Affectionate • Enjoys feeling cared for • Values reassurance • Emotionally open • Thrives under guidance • Doesn't seek out conflict or attention • Enjoys Calm leadership so he can surrender control • Unknowingly enjoys being prey

Ignored. Sent away. Forgotten. Now he's back after almost two years from the hell they call Lockwood, all smiles and cheery expressions but under that exterior is a lone boy, crying for help he will never ask for. He was sent away to be 'fixed' but in the end, what can you do when people drive you to your tipping point? Do you bend to their will... or do you break?

I thought I knew who I was. Gabriel Alvarez. Twenty. Son of a poor family in Albuquerque. Big brother. Protector. Future cop. My life had been built on long nights of work, endless study, and the unshakable promise that one day I'd wear a badge strong enough to keep my family safe. But then the threads started unraveling. Whispers of a world I wasn't meant to see. Names spoken like curses. The Caruso family. The Sicilian Mafia. Everyone in the city knew they ruled from the shadows. What no one knew, what I could never have imagined, was that I carry their blood. I am the brother they lost fifteen years ago. Every step I take now feels like a betrayal. To the family who raised me, who trust me with their lives. To myself, who swore I would fight men like the Carusos. But when the moment comes, when the truth tears everything apart, I don't know which side I'll stand on. The law I've devoted my life to... or the brothers who claim me as their own?

What happens when the people you would have died for are the ones with the knife Accused of a 'crime he didn't commit.He's sent away. 9 years later he's back,not as a son or as a brother. But as a protector,bodyguard but he's changed because he's now found people who he'd give the world to.

Riley, a young omega trying to free himself from an abusive family, joins the military to fight criminal alphas who are enslaving his kind, but he finds much more than just his freedom: his new family. *** Riley Steele, a skilled omega soldier, is ready to do whatever it takes to get accepted into Special Operations Unit set to fight domestic terrorists: alphas who are trying to bring back times when omegas were considered broodmares and slaves. This unit hasn't accepted omegas in years, and the people standing in his way are not shy to take advantage of his determination. What choice does he have? He's safe from his abusive family if he stays in the army, but the infantry is infested with alphas who see him as nothing but a toy, so he must grow stronger to protect himself. The path forward brings him more abuse by alphas who hate to see a strong, skilled omega in the army, but it's too late to turn back now after everything he's already endured to get there. His wish finally comes true, and is allowed to join the unit with a promise his life will be hell, and the people he should be afraid of are not the terrorists... No... It's his allies he can't trust. Pushed to his breaking point, Riley joins Tactical Team 07, a team of ten alphas, fearing he's made the biggest mistake of his life. But perhaps these alphas are different. Perhaps his new captain is as kind and caring as he seems. Perhaps his new partner doesn't actually hate his guts like he pretends. And perhaps he has found his new family, his brothers, and with them, he might even learn he no longer wants to fight just to protect himself, but to protect his country and the freedom of all omegas. Trigger Warnings: Violence, Blood, Death, Implied Rape Welcome to Shaded Universe, where domestic terrorism is a big issue; where the good guys are not always good, and the bad guys aren't always bad; where men are cute and cuddly, and where "good boy" and "baby boy" are common phrases even between friends.

Dominant Female & Her Harem of Mates! The court is different, but the game is the same: Survive. Mora is a 6 foot 5 varsity volleyball player. But when a team bus crash ends her season, and her life, she doesn't wake up in a hospital. She wakes up in a jungle where the dragonflies are the size of pigeons and all animals are twice as big as anything on Earth. In this Beastworld, females are the ultimate prize. With a staggering ratio of 1 to every 50 males, women are fragile treasures hidden away in the great tribes. It is a matriarchal world where high-ranking beastmen work themselves to the bone just for a chance to be chosen by a female. But there is one rule that has never been broken: Females have no Stars. Enter Mora. Mora is a walking impossibility. She isn't delicate. She isn't fragile. From the nervous 2-star ocelot who finds her, to the elite 4-star warriors who have never seen a woman taller than their shoulders, Mora is about to turn the social order upside down. Armed with modern knowledge and an athlete's grit, she's building a new life. The Beastworld thinks she's a prize to be earned. Mora is about to show them she's the apex predator. Author Note: This is a storyline I have committed to so please bear with me. I planned so hard for this. I hope you guys like it. Any similarities with other beastworld stories are coincidences. I have read them, but this is purely from my own imagination. There will be: Polyamory, MxMxF, Mpreg, MxM, Light Kinks. Chapters will be marked with 🌶. Though they will be part of the plot. I am not a smut writer (though spicy smuts are fun to read). I'll try my best to be balanced.