Short stories of the lovely boys of Linkon, ranging from the fluffiest intimacy to heartbreaking loss, inoccenct affection to rough bed breaking. All while featuring a lovely mc who's more DOMINANT while also being the one who initiates situations more ♡ This is an answer to the sheer lack of submissive male love interests out there because I'm TIRED </3

Divinity. Power. Authority. The gaze of a god was not something that should be taken lightly, and Eleni's soul is caught in the crosshairs. In a house built on secrets and survival, she must learn that true strength isn't found in a lightning bolt, but in the quiet moment before a heart finally breaks. ​Divinity isn't a gift; it's a slow erosion. In the shadow of the Queen of Heaven and the gaze of the King of King, she felt herself unravelling-not with a bang, but with the quiet sound of a heart finally admitting it has nothing left to give.

stipped of power, of divinity, of your memories. all for love. yet your heart was misplaced, for the ones you gave it to crushed it without looking back.

.ᐣ .ᐣ .ᐣ .ᐣ innocent to what lays below their very feet, the cries of heathens wanting to sink claws and drag their souls into the depths of 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭. demons, hunters, the like. caught between the web of those who wished not to be known, who fought in the shadows, who's personas were kept as shields to cut the view of the public away from their millennium born clash, he navigates with calm prowess, for he does not know, and perhaps? he never will truly care.