Story of Adonis, Nero, Cole, and a fourth!

Shannon Cole has always survived by noticing what others miss. Numbers stick. Faces linger. Conversations don't fade. In the hood, that kind of mind doesn't stay unnoticed-it gets used. Shannon has become a quiet resource, passed between crews whenever something needs remembering, calculating, or confirming. He tells himself it's temporary. Just helping. Just staying afloat. Until everyone wants him. As gangs begin circling closer, access to Shannon turns into competition-and then into risk. Because when too many people want what you know, someone eventually decides you're too valuable to share. Tiger Laurent doesn't compete. He decides. Tiger runs things with calm precision, and when he claims Shannon, it isn't curiosity-it's control. Pulled out of circulation and placed under Tiger's watch, Shannon finds himself safer than he's ever been-and more trapped than he imagined possible. Protection blurs into possession. Use starts to feel permanent. And the more indispensable Shannon becomes, the harder it is to tell whether he's being kept alive... or quietly erased.

One is a lethal machine. The other is a beautiful mess. He is the man of absolute silence. A ghost in a lsuit who moves through the world like an apex predator. He doesn't negotiate, he doesn't apologize, and he definitely doesn't have time for a chaotic university student with a sharp tongue and zero survival instincts. Then there's the brat. He's a whirlwind of dramatic exits, petty curses, and enough "extra" energy to power a small city. He's the boy who refuses to be ignored, the one who looks at the most dangerous man in the city and decides to make him a target for his next tantrum. It started with a small incident. . It should have ended with a check and a cold shoulder. But he isn't finished pushing buttons, and for the first time in his life, the man started to enjoy the DISASTER. He wanted to teach the brat a lesson in silence. The brat is about to show him that silence is a very lonely place to live. MY BEAUTIFUL DISASTER ~~~~~~~~~~

Older Russian Rival vs Volkov heir

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Essa história contém ⚠️gatilhos ⚠️ Se você e sensível não leia. Tradução de fã p/ fã. Todos os direitos vai para o autor ( Yundm) Baiboon* (Ele está no pescoço de Khom para colher mangas) "Phi Kom, mova-se um pouco para a esquerda" Khom * (apertando os dentes, segurando-se e fala com uma voz profunda) "Da próxima vez, não use shorts assim de novo, Baiboom." _________________ Baiboon * Baiboon está de pijama, abraçado aos travesseiros, sentado em frente à cama de Kom. "por favor, por favor durma comigo, Phi Kom" Khom* Ele levanta a mão e esfrega o rosto enquanto pensa secretamente em seu coração.Algum dia ele vai me destruir. ___________________ Khom* "Ouça!! Por que Baiboon saiu do banheiro nu? grita em choque Baiboon * "Kom, por favor me ajude tem aranhas no banheiro" Baiboon está nu, pulando pra lá e pra cá na frente de um homem sério, com medo, esquecendo de sua toalha.

Sequel to Taste of Iron. Atlas never imagined that he would date a criminal even in his wildest dreams, and now he was living with one. Atlas and Emil thought their journey would be smooth sailing- but read how friends, family, and old enemies add a dash of danger, a touch of trouble, and a kiss of spice to their lives. Story of a chef, a crime boss, and a cat.

In the heart of the Rolling Woods Pack, Hazel Wren is tired. Tired of her packmates ignoring her, tired of being her parent's second-favorite, and tired of her golden-child sister's cruelty. Despite being one of the most competent and qualified Archivist's in the wolf-shifter community, Hazel is lonely. After feeling like the unwanted second-choice her whole life, Hazel is ready for her mate to choose her. But when her mate unexpectedly rejects her, Hazel's whole life turns upside down. Just as despair begins to consume her, a chance encounter with a mysterious Lycan with stormy gray eyes sparks a flicker of hope. _______________________________________________________________________________ This is NOT your typical rejection story. The main character will not fall into her love interest's arms within the first chapter (although she eventually does). This is a bit of a SLOW BURN. This is about Hazel's story and how she gains the confidence to love and be herself. If you have ever felt like you are unwanted, that you have hit your lowest low, and you don't know how to keep going, maybe Hazel's story will help you feel seen. Enjoy!! MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKINGS: #1 in #goldenchild #3 in #neglected #2 in #secondchoice #1 in #packmates #4 in #lycanmate #3 in #lycans #24 in #rejection #5 in #mated

📌 Man&Big - Love Syndrome de Yeonim 📌 Novel Principal - extensa 📌 Tradução/Correção/Edição por @MissR7 e @Drika01s 📌 A tradução a partir dessa coletânea para qualquer idioma não deve ser feita sem nossa autorização 📌 Todos os Direitos Reservados

Edward doesn't kneel. Not anymore. Not since the crash that took Lily. In the years since, he's built a life with no give. ER shifts, back-to-back. The sharp clarity of the hospital: white lights, clean lines, no chaos. No bruises. No rules. That part of him, the one that craved being owned, he buried under routine and fluorescent glare. Until Lance brings Sykes into his orbit. Sykes. Calm. Unyielding. With eyes that stay on him too long and hands that know exactly where to press. He doesn't ask Edward to remember. He doesn't offer a way back. He simply holds out the silence and waits to see what Edward will do inside it. What begins between them isn't romance. It's reclamation. A return to the part of Edward he thought he buried with her ashes. But his body remembers. The stillness. The ache that meant trust. And Sykes doesn't flinch from that edge. He stands on it, with Edward beside him, toeing the line between sanity and surrender.