ANGELO DELLA MORTE is a dark, Gothic romance of obsession, corruption, and possessive love. Don Vincenzo Rossi is a psychopathic Mafia kingpin who controls empires from the shadows. His life is a cold, calculated void until the moment he sees Elio, an ethereally beautiful, albino man, through a café window. To Vincenzo, Elio is a vision of impossible purity: a delicate angel folding a paper bird, utterly untouched by the filth and violence that is Vincenzo's world. In that instant, a singular, all-consuming obsession is born. TW: This story is a DARK romance and is VERY erotic. Dark Mafia Romance | Possessive/Obsessive Love | Forced Proximity | Stalking/Voyeurism

When 19 yr old Daon is kidnapped from a quiet roadside and wakes up restrained in an isolated chamber deep within the pines, he expects ransom demands or violence. What he doesn't expect are three strangers who claim to "love" him - each with their own warped version of care, control, and devotion. But in a place where obsession wears the mask of affection, survival means more than just staying alive. It means not becoming theirs. #1 in boyxboy 22/12/2025 #2 in fear 23/12/2025

It's Dad's 46th birthday. What do you think of when someone mentions the word birthday? For me, it's a cake. I'm going to make one for him. Let's hope it turns out good.

Jonathan hasn't been honest a single day in his life. All his friends, his smiles, and his zest for life are just a way of lying to himself and everyone else. Did he have a bit of an addiction to alcohol and tobacco? Maybe. Was he incapable of eating a single full plate of food a day? Perhaps. Did he live with an abusive, drug-addled father 24/7? True. But he was okay, because he was Jonathan. And Jonathan was the happy kid, the life of the party, and he didn't have any problems in life. Right? Sending him to an institution with five other boys in equally deplorable mental states is just an excuse for him to run away from home, not because he needs it. Obviously. The important thing is that Jonathan will continue to be perfect...until he isn't.

•BL• RATED 18• ─────────── ·  ·  ·  · ✦ "Merry-go-round, You're going to be chased back even if death pulls you apart." ─────────── ·  ·  ·  · ✦ [ Photo that has been used in the media isn't mine. Credit to the rightfully and respected owner.] R18+ ©UniquelyFerocious ©All rights reserved.

Blythe Lovelace exists. He doesn't do much else. He's just there, living with his mom and brothers. But when family drama unfolds, and his older brother leaves him to go off to college, Blythe faces the consequences of everyone else's actions. His mother sends him off to a boys home for the summer, and Blythe doesn't expect much until he actually gets there, and he realizes that maybe his life is worth living and maybe, just maybe, he'll get a family of his own. The cover picture is not mine. I got it from Pinterest. Everything else is mine though. No stealing.

Julien Mercier is eighteen, reckless, and drowning in the chaos of his own mind. Because of his Bipolar disorder his mind runs too fast, his rage cuts too deep. After one spiral too many, his family sends him across the ocean to an institute in America called 'Boys Home', where walls and rules are supposed to fix what's broken. Sarcasm is his shield, self-destruction his only comfort until he meets the other boys of the institute. Julien isn't sure if he's falling apart or finally being seen. #1 ANXIETY 2026/01/31 #1 BIPOLAR 2026/02/04 #1 MANIC 2026/02/04 #1 INSTITUTE 2026/02/04

hi........ This isn't just a single story. I'll be posting a different short story once a month. (Different story different name different character different genre) The stories could be BL, GL, straight, or even outside the romance genre. The themes will be intense and heavy (very heavy and raw) so I suggest thinking twice before reading. Since each story is different, I won't be able to give specific warnings in advance. Every story will have a unique ending some happy, some dark but I promise you'll love them. Enjoy✨

Ever since the day I sent Max home from work because I thought he was slacking, only to find out he was suffering from a migraine, I've been unable to stay away from him. He's sweet, a little shy, and he's so eager to please. When we're in a meeting together and he fails to tell me he's suffering from yet another migraine and almost passes out from the pain, our whirlwind romance begins. I want to take care of him as badly as I need to take my next breath. But Max is hiding a lot of secrets--dangerous secrets. He's in desperate need of protection. And my obsession with him makes me the perfect man for the job.

New York never slept, but that night, the Ricci household did. The penthouse, usually filled with laughter, music, and the scent of fresh espresso, had fallen into an eerie silence. The soft hum of the baby monitor sat unnoticed on the bedside table. No one heard the creak of the nursery door. No one noticed the absence of breath from the bassinet. By morning, the world had changed. Three year old Alessandro Ricci was gone. The first scream came from Valentina, the eldest daughter. She was the one who found the empty crib, the soft blue blanket discarded on the floor. Then came the chaos-the panic in their father's voice as he barked orders in rapid Italian, the trembling in their mother's hands as she clutched the baby's last-worn onesie. The police swarmed in, news cameras soon followed, and for days, the Ricci's were a family under siege. A family in mourning. Days turned into weeks. Weeks into months. The trail went cold. The whispers began-speculations, doubts, cruel insinuations that an influential family like theirs should have been able to protect their own. But the Ricci's knew the truth. Someone had taken Alessandro. And three years later, as the city moved on, they never did. Because somewhere out there, their baby brother was waiting to come home.