My sister had had this big fat crush over this guy for as long as I could remember,she is fucking obsessed for fucks sake, you would believe me if you just enter her room ,hell just by looking at the door from the outside you would know she is obsessed, In love and dumb as fuck more importantly. This guy is a ........singer I think? , maybe an actor? Heck I don't know I just buy her the latest merch and albums. Don't know much about this guy other than he has some weird colored eyes, I think a Strange mix of purple and gold something like that , I mean like what's wrong with normal brown eyes or blue ,why do you have to complicate shit . Anyways enough of me ranting about this guy, but the problem is I can't, cause that same guy had cought me in a daze. Hi my name is Zack, Zack Williams and.........well my life is actually pretty crazy. . . . . . . . . . . . . . This story is still being edited so if you wish to read it now just keep in mind it's still being edited. Also a quick heads up , this story is not what you think , like at all , it's just not , so if you intend on reading this then buckle up cause this is a tad bit of a roller coaster. (Unedited)

Meet Emerson Lane. A twenty-two-year-old college drop-out working on the 23rd floor of the most successful business in the world. Meet Lafayette Jeff. The owner of Lafayette Inc., the most wealthy and most mysterious man in the world. Offered a promotion to be Mr. Jeff's personal assistant, Em easily takes the higher paying job, expecting to be the little gopher of a corporate big wig. Little does he know, though, that Mr. Jeff is not your typical, billion dollar owning boss. And little does Mr. Jeff know, though, that Emerson Lane is not your typical twenty-two-year-old cute gay man either. Working with the mysterious billionaire, Em discovers more than what the media lets on, the many rumors and mysteries that swirl around Lafayette Jeff, finding out the intimate details of such a strong, confident man. And without him realizing it, Mr. Lafayette Jeff is also discovering the very intimate details of the young and attractive Emerson Lane.

(BxB) 17 year old Jayden gets captured by a mafia full of vampires. What will happen when other mafias hear about him? What makes Jayden so special? *it's a short story but hope ya like it 😗 ok adios👋*

Branson Little is Omega of Oakenhorn Pack. He goes to Desert Winds and he is the unseen one of the whole pack. The only thing he wants to be appreciated but also to find his mate. He wonders if that will happen to him.

Adrian hates himself, hates what he is. He doesn't want to be an omega, and he certainly doesn't want any stupid alpha. Will he change his mind when he meets the right one? Well, you've probably read this kind of story before. Me too, so I thought I'd try to write it my way. My first attempt at an omegaverse inspired story. _____________ Warning: omegaverse, sexual situations, boy x boy, age difference (18/25)

"Very good, Wesley," he breathed, the warm air fanning across the merchant captain's face. "Now I suggest you listen closely because I don't do this very often." Wesley curiosity grew, though he kept a healthy degree of skepticism as he listened to the pirate. "I'm prepared to offer you a deal." "What kind of deal?" he asked, his heart racing. "I seem to have found something that I want even more than your ship's cargo," he said with an unsettling smirk. "And I am prepared to let what remains of your crew sail free if I get it." "Name your price," Wesley said, at this point ready to agree to anything if his crew would live. Valentine reached out and tilted Wesley's head up so he could get a better view of it. His smirk seemed to grow as he let one little word slip through his lips. "You." *This is an LGBTQ+ story*

"Why?" Kyzzu's voice trembled as he spoke In His language, both from anger and the tears that still streamed down his face. "Why did you do this to me?!" Winston easily sidestepped Kyzzu's attack, his expression shifting into something cold and distant. Kyzzu's strength failed him, and he nearly collapsed, his body giving way to the weight of his emotions. He was such a fool, a stupid, mindless animal that only cared for himself and some foreigner. Renzi was right the whole time. A cruel smile twisted Winston's lips as he looked down at Kyzzu. "You really took our fling too hard." he said, his tone filled with mockery. "Get this straight, little boy, You were nothing more a means of information and a way to get laid in this jungle, Kyzzu. And besides, you were the one moaning and crying under me to release inside you, is this how you usually do for the men of this village?" Kyzzu's world crumbled as Winston's words hit him like a physical blow. He had been deceived, used, and discarded, and the realization of it tore at his heart. "I trusted you!" Kyzzu cried, his voice breaking. "You made me believe-" "Believe what?" Winston cut him off, his voice icy. "That you were special? That I actually cared about you? How naive. You were just something different, something exotic to keep me entertained. And for that you were at least worth something." Kyzzu dropped to his knees, the knife slipping from his hand as he wept. The betrayal was too much to bear. The man who had once made him feel valued, who had filled him with hope and longing, was now tearing him apart with every cruel word. Winston's laughter echoed in the stillness of the night, the sound devoid of warmth. "Pathetic," he sneered. "You're just like the rest of them-weak, Naïve and foolish." *** Enticing... have a read (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

➥ Hey Siri, how do you move on from liking two guys who you just met and are literally dating each other? 〚 Hey sunshine 〛 〚 Hey baby 〛 〚 I hate both of you〛 ೃ⁀➷ being edited ೃ⁀➷ NORENMIN ೃ⁀➷completed Unedited version has been Translated to Spanish by @melianns

[BxBxBxB] Slut. Whore. Bitch. All these words are me. My name is Taylor Mace and this is my story. -Top Rankings- #1 in Werewolves 7.24.19 #1 in Mates 7.24.19 #1 in bxbxbxb 7.24.19

The Alpha of the pack is the leader. He is the main one in control and sets the laws of his pack. The Omegas are the lowest of low in the pack, lower than the subordinates. I never asked to be the Omega, that's just how it is. Born to be hated by society for doing nothing. Born to be a slave to my foster family after my parents died. Born to be locked away, because I'm an embarassment to the household. But, I was also born to be the Luna. Born to find a mate and start a family. Born to stand against the society that scorned me. Because I am the Wolf of Cinders, the lowly Omega born to be the Alpha's mate.