"Run." His voice is calm, a sharp contrast to the storm brewing in his blue eyes. "What?" I ask, confused. "You're going to turn around and run as far and as fast as you can, Rhys." he steps closer. "You're going to put in your all because when I catch you I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to use you, use your hole, until you understand that you belong to me!" It's a promise, one that sends fear to my heart and tingles down my body. "Run Rhys. Run or surrender, it won't matter. Nothing is going to stop me. Not even you." And I'm heady with lust as I run, slick leaking slowly down my thighs. Rhys is an Omega who's been waiting for his mate ever since he turned eighteen. He hopes his mate is quiet and gentle and loving and everything he likes. Killian is an obnoxious loud-mouthed rogue who turns out to be everything Rhys doesn't want as a mate. The two butt heads at each turn despite being unable to fight the blazing heat between them.

Two souls. One knows how to ruin the other knows how to ruin too

In the savage arctic north, Areow, the infamous Cobra, is the most feared werewolf hunter alive. Sent to assassinate Alpha Titus Viotto, the ruthless leader of the powerful Tunoak pack, he expects a clean kill and a hefty payday. Instead, he's captured and thrown into a nightmare of blood, torture, and impossible temptation. Bound by an ancient and unforgiving mate bond to the very Alpha he came to murder, Areow finds himself torn between the life he's always known and a dangerous, all-consuming connection he cannot deny. As old enemies rise and war threatens to consume the north, the hunter and the beast must decide whether to destroy each other... or fight side by side. In a world of brutal vengeance, shifting loyalties, and primal desire, love may be the most lethal weapon of all. Hunted- where the hunter becomes the hunted, and love becomes the deadliest trap of them all. Began writing: January 27, 2024 Ended writing:

Sunny has a unique power, one that got him thrown in prison when he was only a child. Now, after years spent in isolation, he's escaped and become one of the city's most feared villains. Working under Monarch, a villain organization rapidly becoming the greatest threat Solace International has seen since the fall of the first hero society, isn't too bad. As long as he ignores the general constant death and fear, the day job and peaceful life Sunny built make his night obligations worth it. Unfortunately, Monarch's recent actions have drawn the attention of Solace's top heroes. One of which being: Clover. Solace's golden boy hero is charming, beloved, impossibly lucky, and far too interested in Sunny for his liking. No big deal, though. Not like any of that affects him. Sunny's there to clock in and clock out, the end. That is, until something entirely foreign gets involved: Touch. [] [] [] [STANDALONE sequel/spinoff that takes place after the events of ZERO. You do not need to read ZERO to read this] [WARNINGS: death. Like a lot of death and some gore, also smut]

Nate doesn't like Axel .... Axel thinks he's playing hard to get. Even if he was interested, Axel's whole aura just screamed danger, maybe it was the tattoos, the piercing, the rumors or the sex history, he didn't know but..... ....one thing about Nathan Parker, he avoided danger like a plague, especially ones that were not human. ____________ "I'd kill for you." Nathan froze, taken aback He didn't know whether Axel was joking. Or whether he could joke about something like that anymore. "I don't... think I'd like to see you do that," he whispered. "Then you don't have to see me do it." Nathan's breath caught. Those words meant something different now that he knew what Axel was. Much different "Axel... don't hurt him." "Then stay away from him," Axel repeated calmly. Nathan opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again. "Y-You can't just threaten people because you're jealous." "Really? Why does it seem like I can?" Helllooooo I'm back!(I never left) This is a vampire, bxb storyyyy, perfectly paced not rushed, I was supposed to release a story before this but oh well. TW: violence, curse words, addiction, mentions of $ucide, extreme homophobia, bullying, mentions of murder, use of drugs and all that . It's kinda toxic too. Brace yourself and Enjoy! # 1 🥇betrayal #1🥇 Axel #1 🥇 bxb #1 🥇boyxboy #1 🥇lgbt #1 🥇Nathan #1 🥇supernatural #2 🥈vampire #2 🥈free the lgbt #3🥉gayness #4 possessive #5 obsession #6 darkromance #7 enemiestolovers

Kyrell & Elias were childhood friends-inseparable. Until one day, Elias disappeared, leaving Kyrell with nothing but a kiss and a broken heart full of unanswered questions. Years later, now adults, Kyrell works at a café. A conflict with a customer broke out, resulting into the customer bringing in his boss, a man known for his power. And that man was Elias Castillo. Kyrell refuses to speak to the man who left him behind, but Elias is determined to do whatever it takes to make things right, to mend their broken bond and fill the missing piece in both their lives. CONTAINS: Mature content, strong language, intersex male, boyxboy, etc.

"This is wrong..." I breathed, but even to my own ears, it didn't sound convincing. My back was pressed against the hallway wall, his body just inches from mine, heat radiating between us. We could get caught. "Then stop me," Everest murmured, his voice tempting and low, swirling around me like smoke. "Tell me to back off. Say the word, and I will." I didn't move or speak. His gaze darkened as a grin crept in. The air between us thickened. It was getting harder to breathe. His fingers brushed along my collarbone, delicately. Then lower-slowly-trailing down to the center of my chest. I shivered beneath his touch. When his hand hovered just above my waistband, his fingertips grazing the fabric, I sucked in a breath. "Being this close to you..." he murmured, his voice turning me on more. His eyes flicked down to where his fingers toyed with the edge of my sweatpants. "Seeing you like this..." he leaned in, his breath brushing my skin, "it drives me crazy." What the hell have I gotten myself into? CONTAINS: bxb, mature themes, strong language, intersex, etc

(Completed) The Possession Series, Book 2 I never thought one night could change everything. And yet here I am, holding the tiny person who flipped my world the second she existed, my daughter. Even saying it feels unreal. She's warm, soft, trusting me completely, and I'm trying not to fall apart. I don't know who her father is. Not his name, not his life, not if he would care, or destroy everything. One night was supposed to mean nothing. But then she happened. She's mine. Mine to protect, mine to raise, mine to keep safe from every unknown. I tell myself that's enough. But sometimes, in the quiet, I wonder. Would he recognize her? Would he remember that night? I tell myself it doesn't matter. It shouldn't. But deep down, I know fate isn't done with us yet. ⚠️ EDITOR'S NOTE ⚠️ This book is currently under editing. ---------------------------- Important Information: Standalone Series This novel is written in a traditional, full-length format. Chapters are intentionally longer and more detailed than standard chapter structures. The series includes crossovers with other works, including Shattered Memories Unbreakable Desire. ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING 18+ ⚠️ The main character is intersex. This story is raw, realistic, and uncensored. It contains strong language, explicit sexual content, violence, and emotionally intense themes. Includes honest depictions of medical conditions and body differences. Reader discretion is advised. 🏆 Rankings & Achievements 🥇 #1 (Age-gap) - 1/05/2026 🥇 #1 (Stand) - 29/04/2026 🥇 #1 (Italy) - 16/04/2026 🥇 #1 (MxM) - 28/01/2026 🥇 #1 (Gay Love) - 28/01/2026 🥇 #1 (Gay) - 27/01/2026 🥇 #1 (Greece) - 18/01/2026 🥇 #1 (Long) - 15/12/2025 - 18/01/2026 🥇 #1 (Dark Romance) - 14/12/2025 🥇 #1 (Male Pregnancy) - 23/12/2025 🥇 #1 (Boy Pregnancy) - 26/11/2025 - 18/01/2026 🥈 #2 (Family) - 23/01/2026 🥈 #2 (Art) - 4/03/2026

"It's funny how a small, foolish belief can either bloom into something that brightens your life... or destroy it entirely. That's exactly what happened to me- the boy who everyone looked at as if he were bad luck, a curse, a sin that should've never existed in this already damned world. But what happens when you start believing it yourself? When you're forced to witness the terrifying sight of a corpse in the pitch- black darkness? It didn't end there. Because of that so-called bad luck... I met you. You became my bad luck. You became my eternal curse. ⚠️Content warning: This story explores dark and sensitive themes. Please note that these elements do not reflect my personal beliefs or values, and nothing here is meant to romanticise toxic or harmful behaviour. If such topics make you uncomfortable, I sincerely recommend not reading it. And also, This is my very first book, and English is not my first language. There might be some grammar or spelling mistakes here and there, so if you notice anything feel free to let me know! I'd be more than happy to fix them and improve. 💕 Thank you for giving this story a chance - your support means the world to me! ✨ New chapter every Saturday🫶🏼

Rayne has a routine, a plan. He lives life according to this routine. A few times a week, his routine allows him a few hours to hide away in his diner. Everything is always the same in this diner, even the variances are consistent. That is, until the gray-haired manager hires a new waiter who moves about like a tornado. This boy does not know Rayne's "usual" or his proclivity to be left alone so he can watch and study the people living around him. This new waiter disrupts his routine in all the worst ways and Rayne can't help but hate him. He doesn't seem to care, however, continuing to disrupt Rayne and see Rayne and pop Rayne's bubble of safety, and ask Rayne questions that he doesn't want to answer. It was all quite aggravating really. •••••• He looked vaguely familiar, like an ancient statute carved from marble or a delicately crafted oil painting you can see only in the galleries in Europe. He was all but perfect, just one minor flaw over his eyebrow- a scar where hair refused to grow, leaving a pale gash to interrupt his dark eyebrow. I noticed, between all my studying of this strange man's face, that his lips were moving. I had no desire to hear what he was saying. I was content to just watch. The ways his lips parted and pressed together, his porcelain teeth teasing an appearance behind them. I watched him speak, not hearing a word, until he stopped, his lips curving up and open on one end in an aggravating smirk. I don't know why it aggravated me, but it did. I furrowed my brows and removed an earbud, moving my eyes back up to his. His eyes seemed to aggravate me too. They looked all too teasing, all too amused. 🎖️ #1- yearn- Feb 18, 2026🥇 #1- love- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #1- slowburn- Dec 18, 2025🥇 #2- boyxboy- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- bxb- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #2- manxman- Dec 18, 2025🥈 #3- literature- Feb 14, 2026🥉 #10- lgbt- Dec 26, 2025