Zhou Anli, a mid-tier gaming streamer on Limao TV, mostly plays League of Legends, horror games, and occasionally chats with fans, though not during ranked matches. One night, he queues solo, unaware that his viewer count has exploded into the millions. [Comment]: Uh oh, he's matched against a pro. RIP streamer. Zhou Anli grins. "Watch me crush them." Fifteen minutes later- Zhou Anli: Brother, I was wrong QAQ [Comment]: Is he always this shamelessly cute? Turns out, Zhou Anli just went up against TGR's legendary jungler, Xu Jiangyi. He sends a trembling friend request, thinking nothing of it-until it's accepted seconds later. [Comment]: OMG HE ADDED HIM BACK! Zhou Anli (internally): Aaaahhh I friended my idol (p≧w≦q)!!! Xu Jiangyi, the cold, unreadable esports god (and secret fan), had been watching Zhou Anli for months-quietly, on an alt. Soon, Zhou Anli starts guesting on streams, showing up at the team base, even borrowing Xu Jiangyi's jacket. One night, mid-stream, Xu Jiangyi yanks Zhou Anli onto his lap. Blushing, Zhou Anli waves: "Hi~" [Chat]: WHERE are you sitting RIGHT NOW?!!

First draft • completed • Cliche She was supposed to leave him behind. Instead, he followed her home-with a grin and a proposition she can't refuse. • • • Leon and Charlottes story (can be read as a standalone but is part of a series - read sinful liabilities first if you want to) • • • Leon Collins has an uncanny resemblance to temptation - and Charlotte Hudson knows better than to touch it twice. As maid of honour to her best friend and sister-in-law-to-be, Charlotte's only job is to keep the wedding week flawless. But that's easier said than done when the best man is Leon: her brother's best friend, her best friend's brother, and the one mistake she swore she'd never make again. They danced too close once - too drunk, too messy, too young, and far too unforgettable. Now they're walking down the aisle together, tension simmering under every glance, every brush of skin, every drunken confession that never should've left her lips. When the week ends, Charlotte thinks she's leaving the past - and him behind for good. She's wrong. Because Leon Collins just got traded to her new team. Now he's in her office, in her space, and in her head - all charm, smirks, and a proposition that shouldn't sound as tempting as it does. One rule. No feelings. Just a physical arrangement to burn off the heat neither of them can seem to ignore. But desire this dangerous doesn't play by the rules. And the closer Charlotte gets to Leon, the more her carefully built walls begin to crack. She promised herself she'd never fall for him again. But Leon Collins has always been the one risk she can't resist.

--- On the night of her difficult labor, Huo Shixu chose to avenge his white moonlight. Looking at the blood-covered Song Nanyi, he heartlessly ordered, "Stop the rescue." She died tragically on the delivery bed. But when she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the day he first introduced her to that so-called white moonlight. This time, her love-blinded self was completely awake. She decided to fulfill the wish of that shameless couple. With a divorce agreement in hand, she only hoped they would be tied together forever-and disappear from her world. Yet, before the divorce was finalized, she ended up signing his death notice. "Huo Shixu, so you finally have a day like this. This is what you owe me. From now on, we're even." She turned to leave, but from beneath the white shroud, the man's hand suddenly grabbed her wrist. "Nanyi... give me one more chance, please?" ---

Jiang Qingyao wakes up one day to find herself transmigrated as the legitimate daughter of the magistrate of Fuyang County. As his daughter grows more and more beautiful with each passing day, suitors come knocking nonstop, leaving the county magistrate troubled. It turns out that his superior has hinted that the girl should be sent into the palace. Unwilling to let her waste her youth in palace intrigues, the magistrate thinks hard and hastily settles her engagement with the scholarly boy next door. After all, he watched the child grow up. His character is decent, and it is far better than being locked away in the palace. After marriage, Shen Guan is attentive in every way. Except for one strange obsession: everything must come in pairs. Not only that, he insists on constantly clinging to and holding her close. Fortunately, Shen Guan still has to study for the imperial exams. Qingyao often uses this as an excuse to make him spend more time in the study and less time in the bedroom, leaving her free to lounge around and sleep in until late morning. But sometimes, before he goes off to the academy: "I want the osmanthus cake from the end of East Street," she says. The young man lowers his eyes, answering softly, "Alright." Her eyes gleam with mischief. "And also the crispy roast duck from West Street, the wontons from South Street, and the-" Shen Guan frowns. "Jiang. Qing. Yao." His handsome brows clearly disapprove. She protests pitifully, "But you promised me last night." Last night... Indeed, he had been rather rough with her. A flush creeps up the back of his ears. At last, he relents. "Fine. I'll bring them back for you tonight." - Until one day, Jiang Qingyao stumbles upon a thick stack of letters she once wrote to her cousin, a broken kite from when she was ten, even a small piece of clothing she had lost long ago-hidden away in Shen Guan's study. Qingyao falls silent. Uh... is my husband a yandere?

FREE STORY. PAID BONUS CHAPTERS. DANGEROUS. BEAUTIFUL. SURREAL. Those were the words Jodie Henning used to describe the man she fell in love with, the first time she met him. HAZEL. BLACK. CRIMSON. Those were the colors she associated with his bright eyes, his long dark waves of hair and the scars on his back and upper chest. GUTTURAL. PRIMAL. SELFLESS. Those were the words she used to describe her time in bed with him, a time that edged itself into her memory, a time she continued to dream about for days and months afterwards. PAIN. HURT. RED. Those were everything she felt on his wedding day; throat closing, on the verge of tears, overwhelming sadness and pure pain. A SADDENING GLIMPSE OF HOPE That was what she felt when he came up behind her and whispered Shakespearean promises into her yearning ear. ALEXANDER MATEO HIDALGO III also known as Alex Clayton, number 77, left forward for the Seattle Kraken. But that changed since he got married, he barely shows up for shows or red carpets. The only place he can be spotted is the gym or the rink, with punching bags or hockey sticks. However, Alex is done playing by the book, he's done denying himself what he wants, what he needs. It's been four whole years, would she give him a chance to explain? Would she want to be a part of his dangerous world? Would she fall in love with him all over again? After all, she was the first person he opened up to, the first woman to see him for him; and for the first time in his entire life, he was scared of something that wasn't his life or duties to his family. It was a different kind of love, a love that burned mansions and cities, a Love that sparked with intimacy so much greater than sex. Four years isn't long enough to forget, is it? A BURN LIKE THIS (MATURE JOCKS SERIES #4)

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

"You got three seconds to open this door before I kick that bitch in," a deep voice growled through the wood. Zamara's heart jumped. She wasn't expecting nobody-especially not a man with a voice that rough and mean. "Nigga, who the fuck-" she started, yanking the door open. And immediately regretted it. He stood there like a shadow from hell. Tall. Broad. Tatted. And mad as fuck. A black hoodie hugged his body, revealing a Glock tucked at his hip. "Where. The fuck. Is Kyndall?" he asked low and slow. Zamara crossed her arms over her chest, attitude activated. "I don't know, and I damn sure ain't scared of you standing here mean-mugging like you somebody daddy." A smirk curled on his lips. "You should be scared, ma." Then he leaned in, real close. "But lucky for you... I don't hit women. I just fuck 'em crazy and make sure they don't walk right for three days." Her breath caught, but her mouth didn't. "Boy, please." "You gon' be sayin that from my bed soon. Watch."

|18+| ❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dark mysterious eyes. Fierce blazing eyes. Two enemies under one roof under the binds of an arranged marriage. While trying their best to ignore themselves and feelings just for the sake of their various companies, they couldn't help the sexual tension between them. There's a thin line between love and hate they say. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Sit on my face," I say firmly, laying down on the bed while she stares down at me like I had two heads. "But...how would you breathe?" Isabella asks, looking at my face and I chuckle. "That's my problem to deal with àmore," I urge her, seeing the lust on her face. "Just sit on my face, please."

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 She wants freedom, he craves control - but when their families force them into marriage, their union becomes a dangerous game of power, passion, and betrayal. ... Emilia, a mixture of Enzo and Elianna. She isn't afraid of anyone and is a headstrong force to be reckoned with. For most of her life, Emilia had only had two goals in mind: attaining her degree and finding her forever. Santo, a mixture of darkness and cruelty. He loves to be in control and is known for being the heartless leader who killed his people. For most of his life, Santo had only one goal in mind: kill anyone who gets in his way. ... A marriage between these two will result in a disaster. What will happen when the fathers of these two strike up a deal that will benefit both mafias? Will Santo stop Emilia from achieving those two goals she has in mind or will she stop him first? ・‥...━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━...‥・ A STAND-ALONE! *SLOWBURN* *MATURE* This book contains sex scenes, some inappropriate language, physical and verbal abuse which may be triggering for some readers. Please read at one's own risk as a trigger warning will not be designated at each chapter. THANK YOU FOR THESE TOP RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in enemies #1 in mafia #1 in mafiaprincess #1 in Italianmafia #1 in hate #1 in rivals #1 in slow burn #1 in lovers #1 in agegap #1 in arrangedmarriage #1 in forecedmarriage #1 in sunshinexgrumpy #1 in mafiaromance #1 in darkromance All Rights Reserved