⚠️CURRENTLY DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE DUE TO MENTAL HEALTH.⚠️ They were never meant to be soft. After everything that happened-the blood, the betrayal, the quiet fractures no one else could see-Wednesday Addams and Enid Sinclair are left circling each other in the aftermath. Not together, not apart. Just... tethered. At Nevermore, nothing feels the same. Enid laughs a little louder, smiles a little wider, as if she can outrun what's already caught up to her. Wednesday watches from a distance, sharp-eyed and unraveling, haunted by the one moment she can't dissect: when everything between them stopped being a game. Possessiveness creeps in where logic should be. Jealousy coils tight in Wednesday's chest every time Enid touches someone else, looks at someone else, chooses someone else. And the worst part? She doesn't understand why. Because Wednesday doesn't do feelings. She doesn't ache. She doesn't want. So why does losing Enid-when she never even had her-feel like something is rotting beneath her skin? And how do you fix something that was never meant to be whole in the first place? In a story where love is sharp, messy, and dangerously unspoken, Deadly Devotion isn't about falling-it's about what happens after.

The Addams curse, little mentioned outside the family circle, the curse of being bound for life to the person chosen for us by our hearts and destiny. The bond of binding, though increasingly rare in the modern world, every werewolf is irrevocably bound to someone on the plant with a bond that goes far beyond human conception. The Addams curse is not immediate, the line between love and hate is thin, and everyone knows the propensity for hate of one particular Addams. Bonding should be immediate and dazzling for a wolf, except if the other is not a werewolf. Sun and moon, rainbow and storm clouds, love and hate, life and death, fate has indeed had fun this time intertwining our favorite Nevermore schoolgirls in double strands.

"I can't... this feels wrong!" "No... this isn't wrong. It's love...Mr.gill..." This story is purely fictional and created for entertainment purposes only. It should not be taken seriously. Only the names of certain individuals are used; all characters, events, personalities, and situations are entirely imaginary and do not represent real people or real-life incidents in any way.

As an Omega, Lin Yunnuo never thought he would have to sneak into a chaotic club to uncover proof of betrayal. But the dreams that haunted him every night-dreams filled with blood and abuse-forced him to suspect even those he once trusted. When nightmares and reality collided, and just as he was about to be swallowed by darkness, a powerful figure stepped in to save him. What began as a simple agreement soon became something far more complicated. And the little Omega's life would never be the same again. If you like it, please don't forget to vote!

Quick Transmigation Lin Qinghe was born weak, timid, pampered. Always laid in bed with oxygen tanks, IV etc. attached to his frail body. When the Villain System first introduced itself to him and ordered him to complete missions, the frail Qinghe could only comply obediently. "Host Host! you must not let the male lead counterattack!" "Okay" The soft dumpling could only nod in obedience and try to be more fierce. Unfortunately for him, in each world the male leads would pin him in the corner and bully him to tears everytime he tries to be vicious. "wuwu...system....Qing-er doesn't want to be vicious at all...." The timid villain could not help but cry to tears to the system who tries to sooth him out while also it cursing the notorious male lead. "baby, come back" "system help!"

Kai didn't expect to go from a single man to a farmer's wife overnight but he'll be damned if his step children go hungry! ......... Kai wakes up in the body of a fictional character named Yu, a married ger who hated being married to a poor farmer who was already married in the past and had kids. [original story] (Will be edited when finished)

In his former life, Sun Bohai was an omega who couldn't reproduce. Since society believed that an omega's only function was to reproduce, it was genuinely ironic. It was found that his hormones were the source of the issues. He suffered from PCOS, a condition that disrupts hormone balance. He was a highly rare case and couldn't be healed since PCOS was common among betas but rare among omegas. Because hormones were like a live source for omega, his health soon declined, and he passed away on a rainy day alone. He thought he had died, but instead, he woke up in the body of Luo Xiu, a ger in ancient china. Luo Xiu had just married over as a second wife and a stepmother. But before he even had the time to panic a system suddenly introduced himself. With no choice, he could only accept and move forward for both his and the children's survival. With the father absent, the paternal family ignorant, and Sun Bohai who was like an alien in ancient china how will they survive? Cover done by: @Veleon

Shen Zhenyu lived four years in the apocalypse, until his best friend's betrayal sent him back into ancient times. Waking up in the body of a loveless boy, with the same name and appearance as his own, he readily decided to settle in this world full of life. Baobao's cheeks would redden every time he saw his handsome new neighbor, but as a Ge'er without a dowry, it was impossible for him to marry such a man. What he didn't know was that Shen Zhenyu's eyes kept following him. This is an ancient village story. No Imperial Examination. No moving to town. If you guys like it, please don't forget to vote! Cover image: Xi Gang (1746-1803), Mountain landscape with pavilion, Qing dynasty. Public domain. Source: Cornell University Library Digital Collections.

"Can you stop screaming? It's annoying." Jungkook said coldly. Taehyung's mouth fell open. His eyes widened. And then he let out the most offended gasp in history. "Annoying?! I am ANNOYING?! You- YOU- YOU-!!" He shook from anger, searching for the most powerful bad word in his vocabulary. "You big nose rude buffalo!!" Taehyung shouted. . . . . . . . . . . . . "you two have to kiss in this scene!" "WHAT!!!"

In war, there are rules. In love, there are none. --- "Tu samajhta kya hai apne aapko, Gill?" (What do you think you are, Gill?) Shubman smirked, stepping closer, voice dropping to a taunting whisper. "Tera obsession." (Your obsession.) Ishan's breath hitched as Shubman gripped his jaw, tilting his face up. "Aur tu jitna bhaag lega, Major... utna hi main tujhe todne ka maza lunga." (The more you run, Major... the more I'll enjoy breaking you.) --- "Sharma, tu hamesha mujhse bhaagta hai." (Sharma, you always run from me.) Abhishek's back hit the wall as Siddharth stalked closer, dark eyes glinting with something unhinged. "Aur har baar main tujhe dhoondh hi leta hoon." (And every time, I find you.) Abhishek's pulse raced as Siddharth's fingers brushed his throat, pressing lightly. "Tujhe pata hai tujhe dekh ke mera sabr kyun tut jata hai?" (Do you know why I lose my patience when I see you?) A slow smirk curled on Siddharth's lips before he leaned in, voice dropping to a sinful whisper. "Kyuki tu sirf mera hai, Sharma. Aur tujhe kisi aur ki nazar lagne ka bhi haq nahi." (Because you're only mine, Sharma. And you don't even have the right to let anyone else look at you.) --- A story where dominance turns into obsession. Where possessiveness is a weapon. Where love isn't soft-it's brutal. Unforgiving. Addictive. A battlefield is nothing compared to the war they fight for control.