Warning: R-18 STORY TRANSWOMAN X STRAIGHT MAN Photo not mine.

Sierraphim Ylona Castaño x Ezekiel Torr Arevalo "I am, Sierra Ylona Castaño, and this is my story. A plot where I fell, got hurt, stood up, met my demise, but suddenly fell into my greatest demise arms. My soon-to-be stepbrother. Ezekiel Torr Arevalo."

[ MPREG ] [ Trans X Straight ] They say the world has always belonged to the dominant. The powerful devours powerless. Because only dominance conquers dominance. That is the truth everyone believes...Until beauty enters the room. Vanna was born carrying a face that legends would mistake for divinity, a beauty so breathtaking it blurred the line between blessing and catastrophe. Men desired her. Women admired her. But beauty did not save her father from his death, nor did it spare her from leaving to begin a new life with her mother. Fate led them into the home of Mr. Lardizabal, where Vanna met his only son, Keann. He was a gentle-hearted boy whose smile could soften the harshest mornings. Yet beneath that, lurked the most lethal addiction. A devotion so absolute it hollowed him from within until the sweet little boy Vanna first met became a pathetic little bitch. Vanna refused to witness more suffering. With unwavering conviction, she decided to walk into the den not as the lamb, but as the famine. A den that was ruled by an elite brotherhood of untouchable men whose influence reached beyond wealth, fear, and law. Valos. To survive among them was to speak their language. Favors instead of kindness. Obsession instead of love. Silence instead of mercy. And one by one, the men who had bent lives to their will found themselves bending toward her. As dangerous bargains blur into intoxicating obsessions, Vanna must decide whether she can remain untouched, or whether even a goddess can be corrupted by the monsters she sought to tame. Because in the end, the greatest contradiction was never that dominance defeated dominance. It was that dominance had always believed itself invincible...Until beauty looked it in the eye. And for the first time...Dominance lowered its head. Because only beauty can bring dominance to its knees. Only beauty can tame the beast. Only beauty conquers dominance. And Vanna...well...she was the woman destined to prove it.

Tasha Montenegro, an aspiring fashion designer. She grew up with the dashing and charming Ignatius Salvatore. To her, he wasn't just a childhood friend, he was her knight and shining armor. As the years passed, innocent admiration flourished into a passionate and deep love, one she could no longer hide and deny. What she didn't know was that Ignatius had already fallen for her long before she realized her own feelings. His love ran deep, as vast as oceans, as vibrant as rainbows, as infinite as words in a dictionary, and as pure and genuine as 24-karat gold. Their connection was the kind of love others dreamed of, seemingly unbreakable, fateful, and heartfelt. But fairy tales don't always end in happily ever after. Feelings changed. Dreams were crushed. Promises became echoes of broken trust. The love that once ignited like fire turned cold and silent. The once blissful love story turned into something darker. Tasha found herself trapped in the aftermath of 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴. As tears were shed and goodbyes were uttered, she wondered if she was truly loved by him, or merely played?

Bawat kirot ay may katumbas na paghihiganti. Yes, every pain demands a payback. That's the first thing I learned when I loved him. Not consciously, not right away-but slowly, in pieces. He taught me how to love. His love was wildfire-reckless, consuming, beautiful in the way it ruined everything. I thought I was lucky to have it. I thought he saw something in me. Maybe he did. Maybe he saw the parts that were already breaking. He taught me how to bend the rules, how to silence the voice in my head that said "this isn't right." With him, right and wrong blurred until they didn't matter. Until all that mattered was staying close enough not to lose him, but distant enough not to drown. And then came pain. He taught me pain in a thousand unspoken ways. In words that stung more than silence. In apologies that came too late. In touches that lingered with regret. And pain... And pain. Again and again No fairy tale. No forever. It was never about soulmates. It was just... a story. A complicated, messy, painful story. But still, I gambled. I bet my heart on something that didn't deserve it. And in the end, that so-called love? It destroyed me. It didn't just break me-it broke everything I cared about. Everyone I loved. It burned through every soft thing I had left inside me. Because that love... Was disastrous. Behind the illusion of love hid everything I was afraid of: pain, betrayal, lies, manipulation. A heartbreak wrapped in promises. A knife dressed like a kiss. But here's what no one tells you: after heartbreak comes something sharper. Stronger. Revenge. And revenge-it's not sweet. It's not cold. It's best served hot. The kind of heat that doesn't ask for closure. It takes it. I, who was a he, now turned into a she. I will serve pain out of pain. Not to mirror the cruelty, but to remind the world: You don't get to hurt someone like me and walk away unburned.

This is a Trans x Man story. The first installment to Montecarlo Heir Series. --- R18 This is a work of fiction. Names or the characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way. Please obtain permission. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME. 03/23/2023 - 07/16/2023 All rights reserved 2023.

[ONGOING] Bakit nga kaya minsan, mas pinipili natin ang mga komplikadong sitwasyon, kesa sa mas simpleng bagay? Bakit pinapahirapan natin ang sarili natin, gayong may mas madali namang pagpipilian. Bakit nga kaya minsan, mas pinipili natin yung tao na salungat sa pinangarap natin, kesa sa alam mong perpekto at sapat para sa atin? Bakit kung kailan handa na silang lumaban, tayo naman ang susuko? At... Bakit may taong mamahalin mo, kahit hindi naman karapat dapat? Magkalayo ang agwat, magkaiba ang mundo at magkaibang reyalidad ng buhay. Sapat na ba ang pag-ibig upang maging masaya? Crazy Rich Transgender All Rights Reserved 2019 ©KarleenPerry