Love was hard enough... then her hormones declared war. She's never said "I love you" out loud. Now her body's screaming it every time he walks into the room. After finally letting her walls crack for Blaze Morvane - a pink-haired, sarcastic, dangerously patient wolf turned hellhound - Loona thought the hardest part of a relationship was over. She was wrong. Now, with her first-ever heat kicking in like a hormonal freight train, instincts are overriding attitude, and every glance, scent, and smirk from Blaze threatens to unravel her piece by piece. Claws. Teeth. Need. She doesn't know what's happening - only that she wants him, and wants him now. But things get even messier when Blaze drops one little bombshell: he wants her to meet his mother. Cue Mistral Morvane - a white-furred professional with PhDs in Medical Science and Psychology, a visor sharper than her tongue, and a casual obsession with cataloging Loona's heat symptoms in real time. Between clinical questions, destroyed bedsheets, and one extremely drunk demon of Gluttony catching them in the act... Loona's about to find out that falling in love was the easy part. The hard part? Surviving it without marking her mate in front of his mom.

After braving the chaos of relationship beginnings, heat, and their first honest steps into a real relationship, Loona and Blaze take a much-needed vacation to the living world's most exclusive tropical resort. For once, it's supposed to be just them-a break from contracts, claws, and complicated feelings. But nothing's ever that simple when your boyfriend's past includes a long list of powerful, flirty, and dangerously affectionate ex-lovers... many of whom got invited by mistake. As old flames resurface and boundaries are tested, Loona finds herself walking a line she's never dared to before: being vulnerable. When trust is strained and insecurities rise, both she and Blaze must face the hardest part of real love-not fighting for each other in battle, but standing for each other in everyday moments. With surf, sweat, shouting matches, and a surprise visit from Queen Bee herself, this is a story of burn and healing. Of laughter, longing, and the quiet kind of love that lingers long after the fire fades. Because sometimes, the fiercest bonds are forged not in Hell... ...but on a beach, at sunrise, with someone who finally chose you.

(Y/N) was a killer, a strategist, a man built to survive - right up until he didn't. Now he's a Hellhound with trust issues, sarcasm issues, and a literal tail. Dropped into a world where murder is currency and feelings are a weakness, he's got two options: adapt or get shredded. And with a moody hellhound who won't admit she cares, a popstar succubus who keeps calling him "darling," a quiet princess who sees too much, and a demon queen who parties like she owns the apocalypse - (Y/N) might just find something worth dying for again. Too bad this time, death was only the beginning. Dead? Check. Hell? Check. And yet, I can't have a peaceful afterlife. "I don't own Helluva Boss. All rights belong to VivziePop. This is a fan work." *Credit the original creators of the Origin series (VivziePop and SpindleHorse).*

Y/n did not have a great life as he was being abused by his father and step-mother due to him being autistic after his mother passed away when he was 10. When I.M.P are hired to take his father and step-mother out, Loona witness Y/n getting abused so she decided to save him. He was scared of her at first but eventually she calms him down and since Y/n had no where to go, I.M.P decided to take him to Hell with them. Throughout his journey in Hell, Y/n developed feelings for Loona and she felt the same way, as well as other demons he meets; Octavia Goetia, Verosika Mayday and even the Queen Bee herself. Obviously I don't own Helluva Boss, all credit belongs to Vivziepop and SpindleHorse.

This is a story about y/n when he becomes a father to a demon girl named Crymini or mini for short and Crymini seems to be unhappy without a mom and a dad so y/n comes up with an amazing idea where he meets a hellhound named Loona, soon enough they become a family.

(Do note, this story will NOT display graphic sexual details. Everything occurring will be hinted at to fit Wattpad's ToS!) Welcome to the Gluttony Ring, where the drinks are strong, the outfits are optional, and Queen Bee-lzebub throws parties that rewrite the rules of sin. After surviving trials of Hell, heartbreak, and heat, Blaze and Loona are invited to the most scandalous gala of the year-an all-indulgence blowout hosted by Bee herself. But behind the music and the magic, the Queen is cracking. Her crown is slipping. And it might just take two lovers tangled in lust and loyalty to remind her who she really is. What begins as playful flirtation spirals into glitter-drenched intimacy, raw confessions, and a fiery display that shakes all of Hell. With love, power, and a very drunk Blitzø crashing through the ceiling, it's one unforgettable night of chaos, closeness, and the kind of friendship that burns beautifully. Long live the queen.

After escaping a toxic relationship with his ex-girlfriend, Melissa, Jack's best friend Vortex, takes him to one of Queen Bee's parties in the Gluttony Ring, where he finds himself in a much more happier relationship within the comfort and loving embrace of the Queen of Gluttony herself. Note: I do not own Helluva Boss or Hazbin Hotel, Vivziepop does. Warning: This story contains sexual and violent themes. While there are mentions of domestic violence, no actual scenes of it will be in it, because I'm not comfortable writing that sort of thing.

In the world of Runeterra, anyone could achieve anything, provided they had the strength to do it. But as for the weak? The powerless? There was nothing but suffering. (Y/N) (L/N) resigned himself to such a fate. Hoping to escape a dark past, (Y/N) moved from Ionia to Piltover, the City of Progress, in search of a better life. But all it took was one day-one encounter-to change his life forever. *** (Y/N) ignored the biting frost that clawed at his finger tips. He ignored the cries for help in his head. He ignored the pain that shot through him as fists made contact with his skin. For as long as he lived, he would never let it repeat again. And maybe there was still a chance at love, but he doubted it. That privilege didn't belong to monsters like him. All rights for KDA and League of Legends belong to Riot Games. Cover art belongs to @theCecilz on Twitter. All pictures and music used belong to their respective owners.