(THIS is a fan fic for Jeremy Volkolv and Landon King. These characters belong to Rina kent and not me) Jeremy and Landon have always despised each other, with good reasons. They both are leaders of rival clubs. However, one day, Landon plots to hurt Jeremy, and this time, he involves Annika, Jeremy 's little sister, and Nikolai, Jeremy 's best friend. Jeremy takes a stand and decides to somehow get London to trust him as an act of revenge. Things shift as Jeremy finds his own feelings getting caught up in the mess. What happens when a devil finds himself falling in love with another devil?

Banter. Chaos. Fluff. Sappy. Unhinged. Oneshots of Brandon King x Nikolai Sokolov Includes the Chaos goblins of the LOG series. [All characters legally belong to Rina Kent. But the oneshot ideas are mine. Don't plagiarise.] Enjoy the fan fiction!

As we all love JerLan so much! So dedicated to bring as much as possible!

I slept with Jeremy Volkov. Yes. Me. Landon King! With him. And before you pity him or me, know this: I don't lose. I don't bend. I don't forgive easily. Jeremy thinks he's untouchable. That he can rattle me, push me, make me vulnerable. He's wrong. Every glance, every word, every whispered threat only sharpens me, hones me into something he can't control. Blackmail? Humiliation? Let him try. I don't break, I calculate. And Jeremy Volkov will learn exactly what happens when he underestimates me.

Landon King is chaos wrapped in arrogance. Charming, untouchable, and impossibly infuriating. Jeremy Volkov is control incarnate. A calculating, dangerous force who thrives on precision and power. They should never cross paths. They should never want each other. But one night, in a storm of anger, adrenaline, and unspoken desire, the line between hatred and obsession shatters. What begins as a brutal, violent encounter ignites a fire neither of them can contain. Every glance becomes a challenge, every touch a provocation, every word a trap. Their battles are no longer just about pride. They're a game of dominance, seduction, and relentless, intoxicating tension. In a world of privilege, secrets, and danger, Landon and Jeremy are drawn together by a force that is as thrilling as it is dangerous. Who will claim the upper hand? Who will bend? And how far will either of them go to get what they want? Enemies, rivals, and something far more dangerous: they are each other's obsession.

"Matryoshka" A doll that learns to love the hands that crack its porcelain and the hands that mend it. _________________________________________ Jeremy had me pinned against the shattered remains of an antique mirror, glass teeth biting into his palms as he struggled to keep his breathing even. "Adorable" Jeremy cooed, pressing the cold barrel of a gun beneath my chin. "You're shaking." A razor-blade smile. "With rage." Lie. My stomach coiled tight as Jeremy's free hand slid under my shirt counting my ribs like a butcher pricing cuts. "Liar." The safety clicked off. "Your pulse is begging me to stop." I forced a laugh, even as my vision blurred at the edges. "Then you're bad at listening." The gun fired into the ceiling and I flinched, shame burning hotter than the gunpowder scent between them. Jeremy licked the tear from my cheek. "There it is." {Jeremy x Landon}

(landon king x Jeremy volkov) I never thought it would come to this situation... Jeremy volkov is a person who though acts completely on control is a volcano that bursts frequently and i love to play with his control... I caught his attention by provoking him which turned into a deadly obsession...and neither him nor i wanna let go... it will end in his or my demise.. OR will it turn into something else??

The shadows whispered of a king, Landon, they called, a twisted thing. His mind a maze, his heart a stone, He played his games, utterly alone. The Bratva seethed, their fury grew, Each heir he mocked, each insult flew. Then they called on him, from New York's harsh gleam, A future pakhan, fueled by a vengeful dream. Not to destroy, but to possess, To bend the King, to his distress. With soft words and eyes of burning coal, He schemed to claim Landon, body and soul. A dance of power, yet to play, Where cunning met a twisted sway. The Bratva's heir, with plans untold, And the King, in a cage of his own cold. Would love bloom in this battle of might? Or just ashes by the end of this dark night?

Landon: "You're a mistake I won't make twice." Jeremy: "Maybe. But we both know, I'm the sin you'll never stop craving, Моя Отрава." Landon King knew better than to love Jeremy Volkov. A devil with ice in his veins, Jeremy lured him in, only to shatter him. Now, Landon's heart is gone, crushed in Jeremy's grasp. But broken things don't stay broken forever- And this time, the devil may bleed. This is a saga of love turned ruin, vengeance born from heartbreak, and two souls caught in a dark, dangerous dance.

In which Bruce Wayne calls upon the Young Justice team to save his seven children who were kidnapped by a group of rogues who are threatening to kill one every six hours unless their demands are met. ((In this, Stephanie and Barbara were also adopted by Bruce, making all of the Bats Bruce's kids.))