One shots from devil's night series. Next gen and first gen. Everything originally made be Penelope Douglas. She owns all the characters except these i created (if that make sense). (disclaimer: English is not my first language so forgive me for mistakes in grammatic)

Kings of Crimson Velvet In a city ruled by secrets and shadows, six powerful mafia factions operate under an uneasy alliance-until a brutal betrayal threatens to tear it all apart. Amid rising tensions and whispers of a mole, Perth, the sharp but guarded strategist, and Santa, the fiery enforcer with a hidden past, find themselves forced to work closer than ever. As danger mounts, loyalties are tested, enemies strike from within, and the line between love and survival begins to blur. Featuring tense rivalries, slow-burn romance, and twisted alliances, this story brings together GMMTV's brightest stars-PerthTanapon, SantaPongsapak, GeminiFourth, JoongDunk, PondPhuwin, and ForceBook-in a high-stakes world of blood, velvet, and betrayal.

This is a fanfiction of Annika volkov (daughter of adrian volkov) and vaughn morozov (son of Kirill Morozov) This story is not the best but i tried. All the characters belong to Rina Kent. i just wanted to make a non MM story of vaughn morozov - for the book community who not into MM Annika volkov I was never supposed to meet him. We were never meant to cross paths. And yet, here he was-my shadow, my devil, my enemy. How I wished he would stay far away from me... and yet, in some twisted corner of my mind, I wanted him to come closer. He was a cold bastard, heartless, untouchable. Everything about him screamed danger. There was no going back. I was supposed to live a simple life: ballet, home, my parents, safety. Nothing more. I was never meant to get involved with the future son of the Pakhan-the man who could snap me in half without a second thought. But it was too late. He was already here, already a part of my life. He could destroy me... and somehow, he had saved me too. Now, I needed him more than I needed myself. vaughn morozov I was never supposed to meet her. She was meant to be just a pawn-a way to get information on Adrian and Jeremy. I don't give a damn about anyone else. Never have. My parents were the only people who mattered. Beyond them, there was nothing, no one. I have no weakness. I never let my guard down. I destroy anything-or anyone-that stands in my way. At first, she was just a tool. A fragile little thing I could bend, manipulate, and ruin for my own benefit. My little doll. I was supposed to play with her, control her, and discard her when I was done. But then something changed. The moment she appeared in my path, something inside me broke. That small, fragile woman-so deceptively delicate-tore through my defenses in ways I didn't even know were possible. She ruined me. Completely. And somehow... I can't get enough of her. She won't escape me. Not now. Not ever.

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐇 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 has everything - money, popularity, flawless skin, and the boy everyone wants. Crowned the queen of Tommen College, she's untouchable, unforgettable, and entirely in control. With curated photos, perfect grades, and the golden boy by her side, she's the IT girl - the kind girls envy and guys fall for. 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐇 is the poster boy of the future: captain of the rugby team, family legacy, charm that could undo any girl's common sense. With a place in the U20s already being discussed and a jawline sharp enough to kill, he has it all. And he has her. The IT guy with the IT girl - Tommen's royal couple. Untouchable. Until they're not. It starts with a single whispered question in the dining hall - "Did you see her last night?" - and spreads like wildfire. Before anyone can stop it, Johnny finds himself around sceptical friends and half-heard stories of Hannah slipping away after lights-out. The moment he turns his back, the golden couple begins to crack under the weight of a lie no one knows how to trace.

IVAN ORLOV -Strom Cold, Calculating and Manipulative bastard. He trusts no one, not even his own blood, to him, destroying the Mafia's who took away everything precious to him is his only goal.. until the certail glitter and pink obsessed girl keeps on halting his plans. LIDYA MOROZOV -Caged Princess Always wanted freedom, his love and affection, had the overwhelming urge to keep her brother and lover safe. Except her lover never loved her, never spared her a glance, she wants to be around him and does everything that is wrong to stay around him. Tropes Mafia Prince X Mafia Princess Forced proximity Anti Hero X Spoiled princess Marriage of Convenience Hidden Secrets Brothers Friend and Rival. BLURB I should have known better than to love Ivan Orlov. He was a storm-cold, ruthless, and devastating-and I walked straight into him, hoping to find warmth in the lightning. All I ever wanted was his love. His attention. A reason to believe I wasn't invisible to him. Instead, I became his weakness... or maybe just his favorite weapon. Now, I'm caged in his world-his rules, his darkness, his name. He says he's protecting me, but protection doesn't feel like this. It feels like control. Like captivity. Like obsession disguised as love. They call me the spoiled princess who lost herself to the mafia prince. Maybe they're right. Maybe I did lose myself. But lately, I've started to wonder- If I'm the one trapped in his cage... or if he's the one who won't survive mine.

Harry has a disasterous Summer with the Dursleys and is brought to Hogwarts early. In order to protect him, drastic measurs are taken and Harry finds himself living with one Severus Snape. - Not my book! However I can find the author for you if you'd like the information!✨

©2024 Hogwarts Wizarding World |AssonanceWriter|Fanfic ©2001 All Rights Reserved All original Characters belong to J.K Rowling [Genre: Boy Love, Coming-of-age, Drama, Emotional, Erotic Romance, Fanfiction, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Jeverus, Realistic, PrinceChaser, The One That Got Away.] Content Warning: The following fanfic is not suitable for all audiences. **Covert Romance** Synopsis: An intimate peek at the secret relationship between James Potter and Severus Snape during their fifth year during the Marauders era. Note: You don't have to be a Harry Potter fan to enjoy this story; just send me a message or look it up online if you have any queries about the functions of their spells. Happy Reading! (:

He suddenly pulled me roughly against his muscled chest, smiling as he knew that he had the upper hand,"Why won't you meet my eyes, Charlie?",he asked with that oh so sexy voice of his that sent shivers down my spine. Good shivers. "L-let me go",I pleaded,"I've got work to do". "It'll take only a snap of my fingers and you'll be unemployed". "I know that",I cleared my throat,"I'm gonna be late". His hold on my waist tightened and he rose his brow,"Why the rush? You are mine". "I'm not yours". He chuckled,"I love this stubborn part of you but let's face it, you belong to me". He leaned in, his breath brushing my neck lightly. I gulped down the immense pleasure that shot through me just from having him close. He was right. I was already too deeply involved with this annoyingly good looking man. I couldn't help it. I guess I do belong to the billionaire after all. • Charlie Garrett is a twenty year old man who works at his family's bakery during the weekend and at an art studio during the week. He doesn't like troublesome things. He's a guy with an easy-going and peaceful life but everything changes when he finds an injured man at the back of the bakery one Saturday night. Charlie belongs to the billionaire. If you touch him, you'll get your hands chopped off. Literally. #1 in lgbt [ 23rd December, 2019 ]. #1 in age gap [ 09 January, 2020 ]. #1 in gaycouple [ 21st January, 2020 ]. #1 in gayromance [ 25th January, 2020 ]. #1 in gaylove [ 04th February, 2020 ]. #2 in mature [ 11th February, 2020 ] #6 in possessive [ 25th December, 2019 ]. #3 in boylove [ 30th December, 2019 ]. #2 in bisexual [ 30th December, 2019 ]. #10 in gay [ 23rd January, 2020 ]. #16 in manxman [ 29th July, 2020 ].

Conor Kavanagh. The heartthrob of Tommen College. The biggest playboy in the school - cocky smirk, rugby jersey practically sewn onto him, always with a smart comment and that maddening wink. He's friendly, charming, flirty as hell. The kind of lad who'd carry your bag for you and somehow make it seem like your idea. But don't let that fool you - he's trouble. All sharp jawlines and swagger. And somehow, he's decided I'm his next bloody charity case. I hate it. I hate how he shows up when I don't ask, how he looks at me like I'm breakable. I don't need saving - I've got it sorted. The drink, the pills, the temper - all of it. My mess, not his. And every time I tell him to back off, to leave me be, he just gets closer, like I'm speaking in code. I don't need his pity or his perfect face. I don't need him. So why does part of me keep hoping he'll show up again tomorrow? *** Sinead Biggs. The reigning queen of Tommen. Sharp-tongued, sharp-eyed, and terrifying in heels. Everyone thinks she's just Cath's little sister - until she opens her gob and makes half the school cry before lunch. She walks those halls like she owns them, and honestly? She kind of does. The lads are scared of her. The girls want to be her. And me? I'm hopelessly, pathetically into her. Everyone knows it. My mates won't shut up about it. Even when she's tearing strips off me with that mouth of hers, I'm there grinning like a gobshite. Because deep down, I remember. I remember when we used to be best friends. When she used to laugh like a lunatic at my stupid jokes, when her hand would brush mine and neither of us would move away. But then came Owen Rice - the prick. Then came that night. The accident. The hospital. And when she came back, she wasn't the same. She'd built up walls with barbed wire. She'd become someone colder, louder, crueler. But I still see her. The girl I knew. And every once in a while, when no one's looking, I think she sees me too.

Jonathan, a 17-year-old boy with a ready smile, is the sarcastic soul of the school, the one with a joke on the tip of his tongue... but it's all a facade. Behind that forced cheerfulness lies an abyss: alcohol and tobacco addiction, deep depression, an eating disorder, and a hell at home where his father physically and psychologically abuses him. When his truth comes to light, Jonathan is committed to an exclusive institution for young men with mental disorders. There, while battling the demons within, he meets five boys as broken as he is: one obsessed with control, one with a bipolar disorder, another with uncontrollable rages, one trapped in delusions, another who hasn't spoken in years, and now, one who seems perfect... until he isn't.