Xander's voice, low and soothing, broke the silence. "Baby, what's your name?" Charlie's eyes fluttered up, meeting Xander's gentle gaze. "C-Charlie," he stammered. Xander's lips curved into a warm smile. "Charlie," he whispered, the name rolling off his tongue like a prayer. He found Charlie's hesitant response adorable, sparking a deep affection within him. As they spoke, their voices intertwined, creating a symphony of connection. Xander felt relief wash over him, knowing Charlie was beginning to open up. "Your name suits you perfectly," Xander said, his eyes crinkling at the corners. Charlie's eyes never left Xander's face. He sensed sincerity in Xander's words, and a fragile thread of trust began to weave between them. "Charlie, you're safe now," Xander whispered, his breath caressing Charlie's skin. The promise filled Charlie with comfort, and he longed to believe in this vampire's words. Xander's gratitude swelled, thankful for this chance at love. As he gazed at Charlie, adoration filled his heart, drawn to Charlie's vulnerability. Charlie's curiosity piqued, wondering about Xander's emotions and intentions. Xander, too, pondered how to ease Charlie's fears and show him love. Their shared gaze forged an unspoken bond, a connection that transcended words. Charlie's thoughts swirled: What does he mean by 'safe'? Can I truly trust him? Xander's thoughts mirrored Charlie's: How can I ease his fears? How can I show him love? As they stood there, the silence between them transformed into a gentle understanding.

𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧, is the young vice minister of magic, a genius and also a beautiful young man who was living a happy normal life not until, he was called by the emperor and was assigned to be teach the 3 troublemaker of their empire. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨? 𝐈𝐟 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬,𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭?

They called it their game. I called it survival. And I just pretended to have a choice. In a world where monsters, vampires, and werewolves rule as hunters, humans and weaker magical creatures are prey - to be claimed, owned, and destroyed. Barriers separate the two, but hybrids - those with even a slight trace of hunter blood - are cast aside at eighteen, forced to live on the other side. That's what happened to Ivan. Declared a hybrid on his birthday, Ivan is thrown into Hydrix Academy - a school for hunters who see him as nothing more than a prize to be conquered. Alone. Hunted. Trapped. In a place where instincts overpower everything, Ivan must choose: submit to their obsession, or fight and risk being broken beyond repair.

It's a bl,so please read if you are comfortable with it. I'm not gonna tell you anything about the story 😅.I want you to read it.Trust me,you'll love this!!💗

A Stalker determined to claim what's his. A Student determined to not giving in. what worse can happen? Read to find out 👉 Mature Content 🔞 BoyxBoy Violence Strong language.

Lucas Addison a high school boy died by choking and ended up reincarnating into a Yandere Fantasy game he heard of before he died. He ended up as the sub villain who gets killed by the capture targets, all he has to do is avoid them but what if the capture targets starts to show interest in him. Updates are a little slow 🥰🥰🥰

y/n l/n is an often quiet, unemotional boy who avoids confrontation and stays away from conflict. so why is it that he, of all people, is the one to attract the attention and affection of an infamous, but anonymous, serial killer known as the swine? with the people around him dropping dead left and right, y/n is left trying to decipher where he stands in this killer's mind, and how long it'll take for the male to kill him too.

<are you really going to leave me here?> <you want to attend to the nrc?..> <but... You promised to stay with me!> <...> HEY MY LOVES! SO I WANTED TO MAKE A STORY. WHY? IDK BUT IM REALLY BORED SOOO. I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS( BUT Y/N) OR TWISTED WONDERLAND. ALL THE CREDITS ARE GOING TO DISNEY JAPAN AND THE CREATOR OF TWISTED WONDERLAND. THIS IS A MALE READER FANFIC. SO, IDK WHAT ELSE TO SAY :-) I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I DOING IT'S 3AM SO. ENJOY I GUESS :D

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕷𝖎𝖊𝖌𝖙𝖍 𝕮𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓] "Your new name is Aspen Martin." "My name is Aspen Martin." ••• "What's your name?" "My name... is Aspen Liegth." Aspen "10" Liegth was raised in Manchester, England but he's currently living undercover in Sicily, Italy with only one goal in mind. To avenge his sister's death. He has only one choice, and that is to infiltrate the Camorra to find out who exactly killed his only sister when he was away at training. In order to do that, he must be someone he's not...and maybe even get into a relationship with the Underboss of the infamous Mafia. Either way, Zachary Denaro has his eyes out for a new submissive and Aspen seems to fit his needs. "Remind me, Stellina, just what were you doing last Friday when my guys went missing?" "I, um, was at the office. Publishing the next story... Why?" "Because," he pulled Aspen's collar, "for some reason, my security cameras caught your lying ass shooting Alessandro in the head." [39,000 WORD COUNT] DISCLAIMER: All Rights Reserved Any references to real people, dead or alive, is strictly coincidental. «NOT A FANFICTION» «THIS IS A BDSM BOOK!! NOT SUITED FOR VANILLA READERS!!!» Completed: 1 January, 2023

"Did I stutter? On. Your. Knees." A school for the criminally rebellious conducts a semestral "Caste Game"; where cards are hidden in the campus and those who find it will be ranked according to the card's position in the deck. Levi Park has been holding the King card ever since he enrolled; he is ruthless, he is feared, he is strategically the worst person ever; yet he rules the entire school for delinquents. Until comes a bundle of innocence and rainbow socks, Holland Paris, conveniently transferred in the time of this year's Game. But something happened when Holland woke up and found the highest card in the deck. "Congratulations on finding the King, your Highness. Now..." Levi said, his confidence making Holland frown in suspicion. Until Levi held up a distinctive card between slender fingers, and Holland's heart dropped. "On your knees."