Raven Silver An abandoned Omega pup, left to fend for himself. A rogue warrior found him, took him in- with gentle hands, but with iron discipline. Trained him not as a fragile outcast, but as a fighter. Society shunned him, whispered behind his back. But he never broke. An Omega by nature, but far apart in spirit. No pack. No Alpha to claim him. Instead, he carved his own path-Raven Silver, a name known not for submission, but for success. A renowned fashion designer, standing at the top of a world that once spat him out. He never needed a pack bond, nor a companion to trust. Love was a weakness he couldn't afford. He couldn't let down his guard. Or so he thought. Alexander Rivermoon The Heir to the Throne. The Future Alpha King. A leader in waiting. A powerful businessman outside the pack world. Respected. Feared. BUT. There is a shadow over the Rivermoon Family-an ancient curse whispered through generations. A cruel fate that rears its head once every hundred years. A Feral Alpha. Uncontrollable. Primal. A beast with no master, no reason, no mercy. And this time? He is the chosen one. For now, it's hidden. Concealed behind polished smiles, and carefully crafted illusions. But a curse is a curse for a reason. And it shall strike. But when it does, will he be able to forgive himself? (A Slow burn Romance, with intense plot and an unbreakable bond.) A/N: Since this is an Omegaverse, there shall be Mpreg(but it is not focus of the story and comes much later. It will be just enough to get the feels, as I know this is a hit or miss trope).

"I want you, all of you. I want you to beg for me, to need me. I want every ounce of you to belong to me and only me," Alex whispers into my ear as his muscular arms wrap tightly around me. His breath is hot against my skin, and a shiver runs down my spine, mixing desire with a touch of fear. I can feel the weight of his words pressing down on me, stirring something deep inside me, like a longing I can't quite make out. ༺═──────────────═༻ In a world where hierarchy reigns supreme within the Omegaverse, equality is a distant dream.... One person walks on water, while the other drowns beneath their feet. But that's how's it's always been between Alphas and Omegas-even sometimes between Betas and Omegas. Jasper Avery, a twenty-three-year-old man, finds himself trapped in the depths of his own hell, burdened by his identity as an omega. His life has been a relentless cycle of ridicule, abuse, and self-loathing-that is until he encounters Alex Sinclair after waking up in an Alley. Jasper thought he would be another unforgiving and possibly cruel alpha... but Alex just may be everything he could ever want. As their worlds collide, intimacy blossoms, and unexpected feelings arise; but just around the corner an unforeseen situation threatens to unravel their fragile connection. Will they be able to confront their fears of taboo love together, or will the weight of their predestined roles crush them under its pressure? ════•°• :warning: •°•════ CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO: SEXUAL THEMES GRAPHIC VIOLENCE BLOOD

Robin was raised to be the perfect omega son of King Harold Marcella of the Marcella Dynasty like his siblings. In a kingdom where Omegas were only good for breeding stock, Robin wanted to be more. He thought his life would have the same path as his two elder omega brothers but it had other things planned. Good boy Robin, who followed all the rules his entire life, will break every one of them for his Alpha. Alpha Thrall has never bowed down before another man, woman or omega. Every king shivers from his name. But for his omega he will bow, he will beg. He will worship the ground his mate walks on. A love story, a revenge story, and a story of self discovery. 🔞Meant for Mature Audience Knotting, MPreg, and Mating

[COVER IS NOT MY ART. CREDIT TO THE ORIGINAL OWNER!!] Jabber's obsession with Zanka grew, badly. He's obsessed. Zanka hates him, he wants him dead. But his inner sadism loves how he could hurt him with no regret. !! WARNINGS !! -This story will have the following: Sexual scenes, violence, vulgar language, discrimination, CNC, abuse. **Viewer discretion is advised.** - Story and title is loosely based of the Luvcat song, 'he's my man.' However, instead of actual poison, their relationship is the poison in itself.

(Art by:@dcon_34) Jabber is clingy, flirty, never fully sober, overly freaked for Zanka, and quite obsessed with Zanka and Zanka is extremely aware of this and acts like he doesn't love it even though he does. But remember the obsessed part. (No pictures belong to me)

They're freaky. Insane and unhinged. What's not to love about their relationship. Warning ⚠️ there will be lemon 🍋 scene in this. Enjoy. 😉 Just the first short. (A/n- this is so random. I'm making it into a series if someone asks. For now. Happy reading 😁.)

World ended, zombies everywhere, and I'm stuck tryna figure out who the hell I can trust. Camp supposed to be "safe," but it's full of drama, lies, and people losin' their minds. And then there's Asaan-quiet, fine, mysterious. I ain't expect to catch feelings out here, but now it's like survival ain't just about killin' zombies. It's about who gon' ride for you when the dead close in.

"Angel, why u keep on playin' wit me , hm ?" "Bellamy, I'm not ."

"𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝙸 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝"

ꜰʟᴀᴡʟᴇꜱꜱ ᵂⁱᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵃⁿʸ ᴵᵐᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐱𝐁