"Aren't you tired of the way you live?" A voice inside of him would ask. "What can i do? I was born to live the life of a killing machine that dances to the command of my master. You think i never tried to run away from my life?" He would reply. That was him. The prodigy, the pride and praise of assassins. His hands were dyed with blood. Blood of men, women, children and the aged. He tried to rinse the blood out of his life but failed miserably. It was like a string attached to him, following him even in his dreams. "I see you are trying to run from your shell." The old woman said to him. "You are a pitiable person. When death welcomes you i pray you be free of your chains." She smiled as her cracked lips left her final breathe and her eyes lost its gleam. "Aaahhhhh!" The sound of painful scream echoed the room as he pressed his sword into his skin. He was ordered to kill the president of the country and bombard his residence. That was his last mission. But instead of leaving the house alive he stayed behind watching his piece of work decorate the walls of the building. He smiled. "It seems this is the only way to attain my own freedom." The sound of exploding bombs thundered into the ears of his comrades. They had realised what the man had done. However death brought him a new life. He was gifted the chance to live in freedom, to redeem himself and live the life he had wished for. But inside the world of a book. Life was all happy and beautiful. Until one unfortunate day he was entangled with the worst situation as he had to present himself before the antagonist of the book. Standing before him he caught his eye and was recruited as one of his personal guard. Moreover the protagonist of the story was very much to his distaste. But nothing could be worst than being objected as a sexual toy by the villain of the book, who had his ways with him right?

North was an omega born wrong in a world that feared him. His scent marked him as something rare, something unnatural. So his family hid him. Disguised him. Buried his truth beneath human clothes and silent days. He lived among humans pretending to be one, suppressing the bond-slick ache of instincts he was never allowed to feel. Until the day Johan found him. A chance meeting. A mistake, maybe. Or something deeper-older. Johan, an alpha carved from storm and command, wasn't meant to notice him. But he did. And when their eyes met, something ancient stirred. Something that refused to be hidden any longer. Because North was never meant to live in the shadows. And Johan was never meant to let him.

Complications occur when a mafia boss takes a gay teen as a payment of the teen's father's debt.

Aryan Kapoor, the world's most beautiful and talented musician, dies tragically, only to wake up inside a novel he read a week ago. Even more shocking? He's in the body of Aryan Verma, a delicate side character who was supposed to be abandoned by the villain. But things take a sharp turn. Not only is he already entangled with the novel's main villain, Viraj Singh Rathore, but he also discovers he's pregnant-without even remembering how it happened! Viraj, the cold-blooded, power-hungry villain, was supposed to discard Aryan. But why he flips the entire world upside down. The man who was meant to be ruthless and heartless suddenly becomes the most dangerously devoted lover, treating Aryan like a treasure? Aryan: Wasn't he supposed to hate me?! Viraj: Who said that? My love, you and our child are my entire world. As Aryan struggles to survive in this new world and understand Viraj's overwhelming obsession, he slowly realizes-this villain might not be as heartless as the novel claimed. And maybe... just maybe... Viraj has loved him all along.

When a Rajasthani Enigma prince falls for an half american half Indian Enigma billionaire

Made up background, fake dog blood gangster, real "dumb white sweet." Wang Yibo × Xiao Zhan

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