Ever since he could remember, Choi Do-woon thought of himself as nothing more than a human doll. Intelligent, yet emotionless, Do-woon wandered through a cruel world that never embraced him. But on the day his younger siblings were born, he finally learned what it meant to feel... happy. But when an incurable illness ended his life, he awoke in the newborn body of Lysander Blakesty - one of the three leading villains of the novel he last read, Ways of the Mystic, who is doomed to die by the Prince's sword. With knowledge of the novel's events, and the memories of his past life, Do-woon is set to change Lysander's fate, and perhaps discover what it means to be human along the way. But who could've thought that the choices he would make would spark a romance between him... and the Prince?! *This is my own original work. No other work was plagiarized, and if so it is coincidental. *Credit to the original owner of the covert art.

"What are you thinking about mia cara" he asks me causing my thoughts to drift back to me kissing his jawline. "N-nothing" I stutter cursing myself at how breathy I sounded even to my own ears. I watch his mouth curl up into his trademark smirk quickly glancing over with an eyebrow raised. "Didn't seem like nothing when you were eye raping the side of my face mia cara" he responds almost mockingly trying to rile me up. Feeling bold and teasing, I open my mouth to share my thoughts. "Well if you must know, I was thinking about leaning over and placing a trail of feathery kisses along your jawline" I say nonchalantly pretending to examine my finger nails. I hear him suck in a breath and cursing before I feel him pullover on the side of the rode. "That's it" he whispers huskily turning off the engine and reaching his arm over to lift me off my seat. He places me on his lap and I shift around trying to get comfortable but I can tell my movements weren't helping. "God damn it mia cara, you're gonna be the death of me" he whispers, his Italian accent coming out as he smashed his lips on mine. The kiss was nothing but aggressive, our hunger and need for each other evident. His hands grip my hair and pull my head back slightly to give him better access to my mouth. I break away to catch my breath while I begin peppering kisses on his jawline grasping his hair and tugging his head back to get more access. I easily elicit a growl from him and I teasingly bite his neck slightly before pulling away completely. I attempt to get off his lap and back into my seat but his iron grip keeps me still. "Mia cara, will you be mine" he asks huskily, his face expressing his nervousness as well as hope. I smile from ear to ear before giving him a sweet peck. "Of course you idiot" I say smiling for ear to ear.

"James McGregor, CEO of McGregor industries, has passed away yesterday evening after a long battle with cancer. James McGregor, aged 63, was one of the-" Elizabeth shut the TV off, she couldn't bear to listen to this... She had been there when it happened, she did not need it to be repeated. Elizabeth Waverton had been Mr. McGregor's personal assistant for the last three years. During that time the two of them had gotten close. They became friends, as he was as a father to her. Ms. Waverton was seen by many as one of the best personal assistants that there was. Most didn't last long at the McGregor's, but Ms. Waverton did. She was known for making anything possible, having connections all over town and anywhere you can imagine. But now that her former boss and friend is dead the company will be taken over by James McGregor jr. the son of her boss. Elizabeth had never quite taken a liking to this man, but he however has taken an interest in her...

My name is Leon. I'm reincarnated at the story I love so much, tcf. And you know, I'm so obsessed with Cale. Ah, of course, I don't have a memory about my past life more than a gadget and the tcf book. So, this is my room. You can think I'm a stalker if you came to my room. It's not my fault! Cale is just too handsome! even men like me fall for him. I really want to imprison him and f*ck him. 'Don't be a red flag you bastard.' And I was working as the owner of this bar. It's already 3 years after the plaza terror incident. "Give me all your best wine." F*ck! Hold yourself! Why does he have to be that pretty in close!? ಥ‿ಥ ⚠️ English is not my first language. ⚠️BL ⚠️18+ Almost all chapter has that scene. So, hope you understand. 😅

Adin Fionn hides a secret deep inside of him but he knows he can't fight himself and he decides that he can't do it anymore. He gives in. He gives into the soft caress of fabric against his pale skin, like warm callous hands teasing his body.

You were a 19 year old girl who worked at a strip club as a bartender, the most dangerous mafia boss owned it

IM DEEPLY SORRY BUT I JUST REALLY WANT THE TBOAH TIMELINE TO SEE THE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN THEIRS AND TCF AND I WANT THEM JEALOUS AND HURT AND ENVIOUS. Sorry? hehe.

YN is an Indian, beautiful and sweet girl but something happened that turned her life upside down. When YN was 10. Her mother separated her from her father. When she was 15 her mother sent her far away from her. Now her mother wants her back. What will happen when she will get to know that her mother is dating someone. What will happen when she get to know that person have 7 sons. What will happen when she will get to know that her mother adopted a daughter. What will be her reaction when she will know that her step brothers are mafia kings. Will they accept each other. English is not my first language so There can be grammatical mistakes. Please forgive me for mistakes. :-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-: 𝐀 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫.

Falling in love with your brother's best friends shouldn't have been as easy as it was, but here Harrison was, hopelessly and utterly in love. The only things was, they were already dating. Good thing they thought his puppy love was absolutely adorable. - bxbxb : basically just fluff and way too much smut disclaimer: this story has nothing to do with PET