"You're always talking about chocolate..." - his fingers slid under Sasha's chin, tilting his face up as he leaned closer, lips ghosting his ear - "but tell me, baby... would you let me find out if you're just as sweet?" Sasha blinking up at him, soft and wide-eyed, cheeks flushed: "Wha-? You're... you're weird," he mumbled, wriggling but not really pulling away, his little fingers gripping Dominic's shirt. Then, quieter, as his pout deepened. "...But you can't eat me. 'M not chocolate..." Dominic's lips curled into a dark, hungry smirk as he murmured back: "Oh, baby... you taste better than chocolate. And don't worry-" his fingers traced the line of Sasha's throat - "I don't plan on stopping at just one bite." ---- He was sugar in human form. Sweet. Fluffy. And a little messy around the edges. Sasha Clarke doesn't understand grumpy people - especially not the kind who glare at his chocolate cake like it personally offended them. But when a surly, sharp-eyed stranger mistakes him for his blind date and hijacks his afternoon, Sasha's world gets a whole lot more... interesting. Dominic Vale doesn't do sweet. Not desserts, not people, and definitely not wide-eyed little twinks who talk too much and lick frosting off their fingers without a care in the world. But there's something about Sasha - the way he giggles through his pouts, the way he makes everything soft and warm without even trying - that gets under his skin. He tells himself it's just a passing craving. But Sasha? Sasha plans to make sure Dominic gets hooked. A story of chocolate, sass, and a grumpy man who never stood a chance against sugar in human form.

Millennial immigrant Ingrid has quasi-settled in Berlin. She's got a place of her own, the beginning of a career and 'a conscience but not a heart,' according to her barkeep best friend with benefits, Remi. Dale is an awkward exchange student, abroad for the first time and powerless to resist Ingrid's charms when a mutual friend introduces them. He gets tangled up with her at the same time as his newfound mentor Oskar confronts Ingrid about the heartbreak she caused him way back when. Trapped between her conscience and her urge to sink her teeth into fresh prey, Ingrid must make a choice. Give the wishful-thinking fool what he wants and tear him to pieces, or let him go and hope for the best? *featured on the reading lists of official Wattpad profiles: @dangerouslove - 'Bad Girls' @WattpadUrban - 'Street Love' @BadassReads - 'The Badass Queen' @ChickLit - 'Adulthood' @Wattpad - 'Community Curator: @grendelthegood' Killer cover by @lxcksmith

"KNOWLEDGE IS POWER, BUT IGNORANCE IS BLISS." Naomi Swanson is fresh out of college, working as an assistant in a small paper supply company and inhaling coffee by the gallons. When an accident knocked her out, Naomi woke up in a world she had only seen through screens. Armed only with her phone and a questionable data plan, Naomi attempts not to be killed as she comes face-to-face with the Avengers, and so much more. Winner in Fanfiction Category | Watty Awards 2020 Cover by @zaramartinez- Spanish Translation available: @CrazyCattGirl French Translation available: @chrisebass Infinity War Spoilers! Disclaimer: Some explicit language will be used throughout this book. Do not read if you cannot handle light swearing. No sexual content. Disclaimer pt. 2: I do not own Marvel or any of the characters aside from Naomi Swanson. (Don't sue me Disney.)

Jean's dream was to be able to graduate from a well known university and pursue his future career as a Professor.But what will happen when he suddenly transmigrates into his own novel? The novel that he wrote in a whim becomes his worst nightmare when he gets reborn as the most hated Cannon-fodder villain whose fate is to spend his last remaining days in a dark prison cell brutally tortured by one of his protagonists. Not a good feeling is it? Jean : Someone help me !(⁠;⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠) The protagonists : ~The only ones who can help you is us, darling ~ #original work

Ah, being transmigrated in a novel as a small villain that's destined to die... Okay, cliche. But I don't care if it's cliche. My life is on the line here, alright?! I don't want to die because of the promise Cale made with Raon! I'm going to survive as Neo Tolls, and thrive as Neo Tolls! - there seems to be a problem with uploaded pictures in chapters, so if that hinders your reading experience, I am sorry. this story came from a weird place, so I don't have many coherent ideas. please expect many plot holes. and edits. also, I am not a novel reader. I just wanted to say that. still, please enjoy. ps. this story might turn into a double rainbow. triple, even.

Note: This story is BL (Boy's Love), if you don't like it please don't read it. Thank you! ('｡• ᵕ •｡') ♡ A fanfiction for the Lout of the Count's Family written by Yeol Ryeo Han. The writer of this fanfiction does not own the characters used in this work. In a world where White Star, his organization and the Hunters do not exist, Cale Henituse was cursed by the Goddess of Fertility to give birth to children. The father that the goddess chose was someone he least expected. * * I do not own the cover I used. This is just a temporary cover.

Cale Henituse and co. have finally ended the war. Now, it's time for a vacation. In another world that is... ----- ➤ Note: I have no idea what will happen in this fic. It's just a random crossover between KNB and TCF. Bear with me if you plan to read this. ➤Disclaimer: TCF and KNB do not belong to me. The cover pic doesn't belong to me.

MERMAN! KIM ROK SOO x HUMAN! CALE HENITUSE (original characters) [There was a voice.] A voice? [A sad voice.] They claim to be enemies, but... [I was so sad that I came to see who was calling for me.]

"My goodness! Young master, get down from there!" exclaimed the elder as he gazed up at the extraordinary sight unfolding before his eyes. Perched atop the lofty branches of a majestic tree, a little boy with tousled red hair cast his eyes upon a breathtaking tableau. The sun, radiant but gentle, painted the scene with warmth, its rays illuminating the world below without a hint of scorching intensity. Birds, like winged notes of a harmonious symphony, danced through the air with uninhibited grace, while the bustling streets below pulsed with the rhythm of life itself. "It's perfect," whispered the boy with a serene smile, as if he had discovered a secret haven hidden within the embrace of nature itself. This moment, this ethereal vision, seemed to encapsulate an idyllic ending, a canvas painted with perfection. "I finally found it, the perfect burial place."

Cale Henituse was known for being trash in their territory since he was 8 years old. After Choi Han beaten up to death he remembers everything that happens in his first life as Cale Henituse and second life as Kim Roksoo and decided to make a bigger mess that the White Thing made. But what is this? why does he suddenly have a wing?! "Motherfvcking GoD, this is not part of the deal you piece of sh!t@#$#$#!" He cursed. 'I'm sorry, My child." a certain death mumble. This work is credits to Yoo RyeoHan who is the author of the original story of this fanfiction, Lout of Count's Family.