Twins, Dylan and Evan, live life in silence and fear. They know the sound of safe feet over dangerous ones, the consequence of being heard when they should be silent and the pain of failing to be anything but good boys. Years of trying and failing have broken Evan in ways Dylan can't heal. Dylan is trying his best to protect his best and only friend as much as he can but he is powerless against the rules. Then one day someone looks beyond the basement door, a place no one enters but them. Will they be brave enough to take hold of the hands reaching out in the darkened silence that surrounds them? If they do will they be rewarded with safety or more pain? Only time will tell and when an injured Dylan needs Evan to make the right decision for them, can he do it? Can he save them both or will he lead them into more pain than they've ever known before?

Xavier Night. Those name alone can make the world shiver in fear. One lift of his finger, your done. One command the enemy run. Xavier was respected. No one can make him bow, no one can make him shiver. No one. He was not afraid of hell, because he was Satan himself, he owned hell. He owned everything. You stand against him? Well no prayer can save you. He works both legal and illegal. Raised to rise. Born to burn everything that comes his way. Not until that day. _________________________ The boy was on the ground crying even wailing. Small arms thrashing around feet thumping on the floor. Tears covered his his face. His plump pink chubby cheeks, eyes already red from minutes of wailing. Hiccups every one seconds. "No it was mine!" That sound. It was his nephew's. The boy's cry grew louder more desperate pointing at his nephew's smaller hand. Lollipop. A fucking lolipop. The boy was young, yes. But not the way he was supposed to act, he maybe atleast 18 years of age. That confused Xavier more. His nephew was 8. A kid, but the boy? What the fuck happened here? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ NEW STORY ALERT!!! "Tamed By the Baby Boy" is now in release!! NOTE: This story contains a childish behavior toward the main character because he was suffering from age regression if this topic somewhat concers you please proceed with caution, I do not allow any harsh comment about the characters I loved. So if this topic might somewhat not settled right for your liking please proceed to another story. But if you are the one who wants such topics then welcome! Please enjoy, like and comment!

in which a 17 year old girl encounters her favorite band, and realizes how much they want her. |OneDirection ageplay|

This story follows a young man named Dean, who secretly uses age regression as a coping mechanism, allowing himself to retreat into a calmer, more peaceful state of mind. Sometimes involuntarily. Struggling to stay afloat, Dean finds himself spiraling into deep loneliness, anxiety, and depression-until a slightly older man named Nathaniel begins taking an interest in him. ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ 🚧 WARNING 🚧 This story contains themes and content that may be upsetting or unsuitable for some readers, including: • Mentions of past abuse • Alcohol, drug, and tobacco use • Strong/Offensive language • Mentions of past sexual assault • Self-harm • Descriptions of violence • Panic attacks

Victoria jones is on top of the high school world and bullies everyone below her. But what happens when an old friend is brought in to babysit her younger sister for a week. Will her bedwetting secret be exposed?

Mateo thinks he got the wrong clarification testing results, but his caregivers Jackson and Felix try to prove him wrong.

a soft age regression story about love, safety, and being understood. completed, but more chapters to come. (lowercase)

**Excerpt from The Alpha's Pup** "...Alpha's have always been protective of their pack. Bloodthirsty for revenge and a little too willing to kill for the members. But as of recent, us wolves have found a way to...distract them; to calm them." A sharp nail traces up my calf and my eyes widen in horror "You're going to let him kill me?" My eyes water as I gasp for breath, overwhelmed by this new insight. "What-no!" He jerks back in alarm. "We simply give them someone that they can..." He bites his lip, an odd gesture for such a huge man. "Micromanage, if you will. That way they pay less attention to the pack, and they become less...protective because of it. At least to the pack. Not so much the pup." I breathe slowly trying to calm my beating heart. "And you want me to be that person?" "Yes." Summary: Lyncoln Carter is the son of possibly the most influential man in America, Gabriel Carter. As CEO of Sleek enterprises, there's not many who rival his father's power. And yet, Lyncoln somehow manages to (accidentally) mate someone who could destroy his father's entire career with a simple command to his packs. Yeah. That's right, packs. As the Head Alpha of America, Dominic Carson isn't just the Alpha of one wolf pack. He's in charge of every packs Alpha. And the instinct to protect his wolves is amplified with each pack. Which is why his attention needs to be focused on one wolf. One person. What Lyncoln doesn't quite realize is just how protected he's going to be. Every move he makes, Dominic will be there, making sure his pup, his little Achilles heel is safe. With every day they remain mated, the urges grow stronger, more intense. How will Lyncoln react as Dominic increases his obsessive protectiveness?

In this fantasy world spankings are a part of everyday life and their effectiveness is accepted by all. When a girl from a commoner family becomes a certain age, she must do one year of maid service. That means she has to serve one of the upper-class families as a maid. During this year, the maid submits to the authority of her employers, enduring regular maintenance spankings and swift, often humiliating punishments for any mistakes or misbehavior. This will be a collection of short stories about such a maid named Jenny.

In this world, werewolves are divided into Alphas, Betas, and Omegas-but there is one rare classification. Littles. Littles are Omegas whose wolf spirits regress their minds during stress or trauma, sometimes permanently. When regressed, they function emotionally and physically dependent on others. Because of this littles are much smaller often barely reaching an Alpha's chest even as adults and require constant protection. Some packs cherish their littles. Others exploit them. The Moon Goddess watches closely.