Joong used to have a girlfriend. Dunk used to have a best friend. Now, neither of them have what they once did. After a messy breakup, Joong is surrounded by friends trying to cheer him up-but there's only one person who can make him smile like he used to: Dunk, the best friend he pushed away without a word. When Dunk shows up, there's tension, there's silence... and then, there's understanding. They may have drifted, but the bond never really broke. Then Joong proposes something insane: Let my ex think I've moved on-with you. Let her regret leaving. It's a wild plan, but Dunk agrees. Not because he wants to help Joong win his ex back-but because Dunk's been hiding burning desires he's never had the space to explore. And this might be the one chance to finally understand them-with someone he trusts. Even after getting back what both of them wanted,fate finds their way back to each other,tangled in confusion and desire. It was supposed to be a trade. A way to get back what they lost. But somewhere between blurred lines and late-night confessions,sweaty bodies tangled together, the question isn't who they want to fool- It's what they're starting to feel. Love, lust, and loyalty-this isn't just a fake plan. It's something real they never saw coming.

Dunk Natachai was the only sign of weakness in the otherwise cold household of Boonprasert family. An omega born in a family full of Alpha's, he was resented and looked down upon in his own family. The Boonprasert's were one of the leading Mafia families of Bangkok. They were know for their ruthful and cold behaviour. To expand their business they made a deal with none other than JOONG ARCHEN AYDIN The heir to the Aydin's family : the oldest Mafia leading family of Thailand. Fear is the first thing people register when they hear Joong's name. Respect is something he recieves without saying a word. People straighten absent mindedly when they hear his name. He's a myth in an otherwise full of life country. Though for Joong everything around him stilled the moment his eyes landed on Dunk : the beautiful omega whose eyes carried a hint of defiance and bravery in them. Joong didn't do romance in the way normal people would, instead he gathered information about Dunk : his name, which family he came from, his personality. He made a deal with the Boonprasert's in order to own Dunk. After all wasted attempts of thriving for freedom Dunk was married off to the coldest man the world has ever known. But Dunk remained indifferent towards the concept of this contractual fake marriage. Will Dunk ever think of this Marriage as more than just a contract? Or will he keep fighting for the freedom he never got? #2 jd #6 ppw #9 angstwithhappyending #2 pondphuwin

Est thought he was stepping into the palace for a simple bodyguard position - another elite soldier ready to stand watch over a prince. But the instant Prince William's gaze found him, everything changed. Behind closed doors and flickering firelight, William made him an offer unlike any other: not just a role as his most trusted protector, but a place at his side as his secret consort, bound by a loyalty deeper than duty and a passion they'd never speak aloud in public. " I want your loyalty, your devotion... and your body. Be mine - completely - and I'll give you everything." "You'll have my trust," William had said, voice low and deliberate as he drew Est close. "My secrets. All of me, if you want it. But in return - you'll be mine. In every way, until death do us apart." Drawn into a world of whispered promises and dangerous intimacy, Est must navigate the hunger that burns between them as fiercely as the intrigue surrounding the throne. Within this dangerous, intoxicating intimacy, Est discovers that protecting this prince means more than bearing arms. It means answering every secret look and hushed invitation, melting into a bond deeper and darker than either of them dared imagine. And as their desire burns hotter with every touch, Est learns that belonging to William is no mere duty - it's a hunger neither of them can hide. Content Warnings: This story is a fanfiction which contains explicit sexual content (m/m), mature themes, emotional intensity, power imbalances (due to status differences), possessive behavior, consensual intimacy, jealousy and slow-burn romance. It also features court tensions, exploration of trust and loyalty, and elements of angst and comfort. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

"Baby girl, won't you help me?" William was never the type to beg. The most feared mafia king, he was used to taking what he wanted; ruthlessly, without remorse. When a bullet tears through his shoulder, he does what he always does: kidnaps a doctor, forces them to patch him up, and erases the evidence. But Dr. Est is different. Soft-spoken, sharp-eyed, and far too tempting. From the moment William locks eyes with him, he knows one thing: this one, he can't let go. Est should fear him. He should run. But when William smirks, voice dripping like honey and venom, Est feels his heart betray him. In a world where love is a weakness and danger lurks behind every whispered promise, how do you escape the devil when he's already marked you as his? A WilliamEst story. ⚠️ Disclaimers: This story contains strong language, mature themes, violence, abuse, and dark romance elements. Reader discretion is advised.

"Do you see me as your brother"? William " Our parents are never gonna accept this " Est how William and Est gonna stop themselves from loving each other because they are brothers. how they can hide their feelings for each other. how the boundaries gonna break. how they are gonna confess how much they love each other. wanna know? then let's dive into the story. hi readers I am back with about story about them. hope you are gonna pour the same love here. and the important thing the story is mine but not the photo and character. if you don't like bl then it's not your cup of tea. it's just a story so take it like one. and just to feed your delulu mind I am gonna add some delulu things here so just enjoy.

Joong believed marriage was redemption. Proof that surviving still meant something. The wedding is flawless-marble floors, crystal lights, perfection in every detail. Joong walks down the aisle alone, dressed in white, smiling softly beneath the lights. He is alone not because he has no family, but because they chose not to stand beside him. At the altar waits Dunk Natachai-the man Joong has loved since he was fourteen. Older, composed, unreachable once, and now impossibly his husband. For a moment, it feels like a miracle. Until Joong reaches him. Dunk does not extend his hand. The pause is small, barely noticeable, but Joong feels it instantly-a warning where warmth should have been. The vows are spoken. Applause fills the hall. The kiss is brief, polite, and wrong. Then Dunk leans close and whispers, meant only for him: "Welcome to hell, husband." Joong's smile does not break. He has learned how to smile even when something inside him goes completely still. What follows is not a love story, but a marriage that becomes a sentence rather than a sanctuary. Hope turns into control. Affection fades into cruelty. Silence replaces devotion. This is not a story about a wedding, but about a fall. And whether Joong survives it remains unanswered.

In a world where 'Gers' were destined for marriage by eighteen or branded cursed, Xiao Zhan dared to dream bigger. He would be a doctor. With his family's quiet defiance, he believed he was different, carved from a different fate than his village peers. Until kindness became his undoing, a single act of charity to an old man on a deserted road twisted Zhan's path from textbooks to a wedding altar in the city. The groom? Wang Yibo, a man as cold as his urban world. Yibo's first words to Zhan were a challenge: 'Refuse this marriage.' But Zhan, seeing Yibo's own unspoken prison, chose silence. If he was to be shackled, he wouldn't be the only one. Married and isolated in a city that knew only Yibo's power, Zhan's life became a brutal lesson. Scolding, beatings, threats, and locked doors-Yibo used them all. But Zhan, the Ger who defied a village, refused to break. He would not be just a victim. He would fight for a husband who didn't want him, for a love he might never receive, and for the hope that beneath Yibo's cruelty lay a heart that could still be won. *What is a Ger?* A *ger* is a man who can get pregnant and give birth. Think of it like a third gender in the story's world: - *Man* = male who can't give birth - *Woman* = female - *Ger* = male who _can_ give birth. **Content Warning 🚫🔞** Please be advised: This novel contains sexual themes and mature content, so proceed with caution. Everything depicted here is purely fictional and comes straight from imagination, having no connection to the real world. The story does not endorse or support any such actions in reality, and it does not reflect the actual personalities of the characters involved.

Theodore Vales 🌸 Do you really hate each other? Because I don't think you do. I've seen hatred before. It is clean. Sharp. Cold. What you two have is anything but. It is fire, restless and consuming. It is tension so thick the air trembles when you walk into the same room. It is silence heavy with everything unsaid, every word buried because neither of you knows how to bleed without drawing blood. And yet-when you reach for me, both of you, your hands brush too close. Your eyes flicker not just to me but to each other, even if only for a second. You think I don't notice, but I do. I notice the longing beneath the fury, the way your anger is only the shadow of something deeper. You both want me. And I-I want you both. But maybe it was never only about me. Maybe it has always been about 'us'. Three. A number most would call too much. Too messy. Too impossible. And yet, in the way you breathe, in the way you break, in the way you burn-I see it. Three is the only way this story could ever be told. So I'll ask again. Do you really hate each other? Or is hate just another word for everything you're too afraid to confess? A story of rivals, longing, and the kind of love that breaks all rules. 🌸🌸🌸☁☁☁🌸🌸🌸 ⚠️ Viewer's Discretion is Advised ⚠️ This story contains mature themes and is intended for adult audiences. Trigger / Content Warnings: Explicit romance & intimacy❤‍🔥 Polyamory / Throuple dynamics (M×M×M) Jealousy, possessiveness, and intense emotional conflict Mafia elements (power dynamics, violence references) Strong language & sarcasm galore Emotional angst, heartbreak, healing Aftercare, vulnerability, messy love Read at your own risk 💫 #ThroupleRomanceNovel #MxMxM #SoulmateAU #IntenseRomance #ChaoticLoveTriangle #Polyamory #AngstAndAftercare #EnemiesToLovers #SlowBurnButSpicy #QueerRomance #DarkRomanceVibes

This is a story of two boys bounded together by family Ayaan and mirhaan. He was his by birth or you can say before birth.he was 14 years older than him.they were bounded by family.will they be able to accept each other and Love each other.or will they end up hurting eachother. MAN X BOY AGE DIFFERENCE JEALOUSY BETRAY HE FELL FIRST BOTH FELL HARDER FORCED MARRIAGE.