"Tell me your name... Lyder, or Lysender?" "I'm sorry... Aiden." "It's Your Highness for you." "Please, believe me." "Leave this kingdom before sunrise." He is an omega who ran from his enemy kingdom to survive. He never meant to step into Moonveil. He never meant to meet its king. And he never meant to lie. But when fate binds him to the one man who despises liars above all else, escape is no longer an option. What happens when a king sworn to truth falls for a love built on deception? When an enemy's omega becomes the very weakness of the crown? And when the truth has the power to ignite a war or end it? The Enemy's OMEGA ✨ --- Trops 🎀 Enemies to Lovers💋 Enemy Kingdom Romance Forbidden Love Fated Mates Runaway Omega Secret Identity Alpha King × Omega Royal Mate Bond Moon-Blessed Mates Crowned Alpha Hidden Omega Slow Burn Emotional Angst Trust Issues Falling in Love in Secret Love vs Duty Possessive Alpha Protective King Forced Proximity Werewolf Royalty Omegaverse Fated Mates Moon-Blessed Scent Bond Marking Heat Cycles Enemy Kingdoms Runaway Omega Secret Identity Captive Turned Mate War Between kingdom Betrayal Identity Reveal Love That Can End a War Tension-Filled Bond Mate Marking

「 "𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞"」 ── My feet slammed into the grass, lungs on fire. Blood slicked my hands. I didn't look back. I knew he was there. ❝ Run, baby, run. Run for your fucking life,❞ he growled. ❝ When I catch you, I'll fuck you.❞ ── 𝓐𝓮𝓻𝓲 𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓮: I bake bread. I keep my head down. I don't speak. Silence is safer than begging. I learned that with blood in my mouth and my stepbrother's words crawling under my skin. He trades me like a cigarette, lit, used and passed on. People forget me. They walk past and look through. But not him. Aaron Deveraux. Leader of The Reapers. He saw me. It started with roses, anonymous. Then came the late night shadows outside the bakery. Now, I feel him before I even hear his voice. I try to run. But he likes it when I run. ── 𝓐𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓷 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓾𝔁: He smells like flour and fear. And I want both. I call him Little Ghost because he floats through this rotten city like he's not part of it. Mute. Soft. Fragile like glass. I'm gonna crack him open. First time I saw him, I wanted to fuck the sound out of him. Second time, I wanted to ruin his mouth. Now? I just want to keep him shaking and mine. I'm not in love. I'm obsessed. He bakes bread and I break bones. We were never meant to touch. So I'll drag him into my world until he breaks in mine. ──

He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in. Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-" Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard. The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable. "Y-you should-" "Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?" Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled. "Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises. "Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on. Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?" Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that." "That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey. ~'~ WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

𝘚𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘙𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘢, 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘙𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴-𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺: 𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪. Book 2 Book 1: Daddy Issues. Spinoff: Rough Ryder

Greyson Daniels has had a difficult life. He's dealt with abuse, the loss of his dad, and bullying, all before he even reached high school. He drowned himself in his bad habits to escape all the memories that he tried so hard to forget. Once his therapist recommended a new coping mechanism called age regression, he couldn't help but try it out. Achievements: #1 in sfwageregression (4-20-25) #1 in bipolardisorder (5-16-25) #1 in bxblove (12-26-25) #1 in gay (3-2-26) #1 in dxlb (5-26-25) #1 in sfwlittlespace (7-20-25) #1 in mxm (7-20-25) #1 in stress (7-29-25) #1 in coping (10-8-25) #1 in caregiver (10-30-25) #1 in nonsexual (11-7-25) #2 in regression (10-30-25) #2 in sfw (1-25-26) #3 in boyxboy (7-18-25) #3 in PTSD (9-25-25) #4 in anxiety (12-26-25) #5 in paci (1-11-26) #5 in agere (1-22-26) #6 in panicattacks (10-23-25)

Orion likes the night. The streets are empty, the engine is loud, and nobody asks questions. Pavo likes watching the man across the street on his blue-and-red bike - the one who never takes off his helmet until he's out of sight. He doesn't know why he notices him so much. Only that he does. For months, they're only shadows in each other's lives. Until a single moment cracks the distance wide open. Wish I Were You is a slow-burn urban romance about two men caught between wanting to disappear and wanting to be seen - and what happens when someone finally looks back. ~~~~~ Go follow me on TikTok @Heavenskylerrr for updates and schedules

Beneath His Touch' A dark mafia romance by Ibru Trisha Liam Romero is a young man who has always craved attention-longing for love ,by doing what he thought is right . Now, he survives on medication, haunted by a past he's desperate to forget. Everyone left him. And just when he thought things couldn't get worse, he's disowned by the very man he believed loved him-his father-all because of one failed mission. Enzo Moretti is a man of silence and steel, Alexander Volkov's most trusted enforcer. Cold, calculated, and merciless, he's known for never missing a target. But when he's ordered to kill Liam-the broken boy whose pain clings to him like a second skin-something inside Enzo begins to shift. One panic attack. That's all it takes to fracture the walls Enzo spent years building. Suddenly, the man who was supposed to end Liam's life finds himself protecting it. Tension simmers. Emotions ignite. And in a world ruled by power, blood, and betrayal, both men are forced to face the one thing they fear most-what lies beneath their touch.

A twenty-year-old breaks away from his abuser out of a bloodshed, which leads Oliver Lakewoods to run away. Finding his mother, who abandoned him years ago. However, no matter how much he runs, his past still finds its way to haunt him. Yet his mother's boyfriend is the one to settle his mind out of kindness and love. Maybe too much love. Yet, there is one question that still lingers. Will Oliver kill again? Warnings: -Gore, blood. -Murder, death. -Abuse. -Drugs and Alcohol. -Mentions of Suicidal thoughts. -Mentions of Self Harm. -Mentions of Stalking. -Stalker. Rates: 🥇Gay Love Story. 🥇Crimes. 🥇Heart To Heart. 🥇Cover Up. 🥇Gay Dark Romance. © Owned By Ava Noel.

In a world ruled by the strict hierarchy of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, Jules-a brilliant but painfully shy student-hides a dangerous secret: he's a male Omega, the rarest and most vulnerable of all. With suppressants and silence as his armor, he lives each day invisible, clinging to the warmth of his Beta mother and the comfort of his bubbly girlfriend, Hailey. But at Zavallier Academy, safety is a myth. Maximus Zavallier, a dominant Alpha with a cruel streak and unmatched power, has set his sights on Jules, relentlessly breaking him down with every glance and word. Jules struggles to stay hidden, fighting to protect his secret and his sanity. As Maximus's torment escalates and cracks form in Jules's once-steady relationship with Hailey, betrayal shatters the last of his safe illusions. Alone and exposed, Jules is left vulnerable-just as the Alpha who haunts him draws closer than ever.

The room was pitch black but I could still see his handsome face. And even if I were put in a crowd and blindfolded, I would still be able to find him. His musky scent wafted across the bed to my nose. My favorite scent in the world. His eyes were on my face and I stared back. It felt like we were communicating with our eyes. Mine was saying "why won't you love me back?" and I was sure that his was saying "why is this dork staring at me?". At the sad thought I closed my eyes and took solace in the silence in the room, calming my raging emotions and fighting the threatening tears. I was half successful when I heard his deep voice. My eyes fluttered open at once as if they had been waiting for him to speak. "I'm sorry for what I said about you earlier" "It's fine" I managed to croak "I was scared and confused but not anymore" I did not understand what he meant. I looked at his face at the other side of the bed trying to decipher what he was trying to say but his face was blank. "Goodnight Marco" he said and closed his eyes. I lay in the same position, looking at the now sleeping figure. I was confused and curious. What do you mean by not anymore? I asked in my mind as if he could somehow hear me. But he couldn't. And I wasn't brave enough to ask. Afraid that my heart would be shattered again by the same person I had fallen madly in love with. The only person my soul longed for. The only person my body lusted for. I lay in that position, watching him sleep till my eyes gave up and closed on their own. ****************************************************** VOTE