"Can-can you h-hold me?" "No," * * * Abandoned at the age of two, Jude grew up in an orphanage-ignored and pushed away for being a male omega. The only thing he craved in his life was the warmth of love that he never got to experience. And like everyone else, Jude too hoped he would have his happily ever after when he finds his mate. But life isn't a fairy tale....

Little Vixen is the only omega in his pack and is determined to make the tiger shifter his friend. His curiosity sets a game for himself in which he tries to win the tiger shifter over. No one dares to even get close to the tiger shifter. Except Vixen, of course. 𝐎𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐧𝐞: 𝘖𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘢'𝘴 𝘊𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 - completed 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐰𝐨: 𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐀'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 - completed 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝘖𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘢'𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘺 - ongoing #1 - | #tigershifter 04/05/2023 #1 - | #tiger 05/08/2023 #1 - | #demons 05/08/2023 #2 - | #boyxman 01/06/2023 #1 - | #updates 02/09/2023 #3 - | #mxm 02/06/2023 #1 - | #virtue 02/18/2023 #2 - | #mxb 03/31/2023 #6 - | #boyxboy 04/11/2023 #1 - | #boyxman 05/08/2023 #1 - | #malexmale 04/18/2023 #1 - | #mxmxm 04/20/2023 #2 - | #gay 04/22/2023 #1 - | #bxblove 04/23/2023 #1 - | #sins 04/12/2023 #1 - | #mate 08/19/2024 #1 - | #omega 08/19/2024 #4 - | #alpha 08/19/2024 ROUGH DRAFT! Started: June 16, 2020 Started updating: July 12th, 2022 Completed: May 23rd, 2023

This is ABO This is bl This is bxbxb featuring two alpha's and a beta This has smut This story is by me Started: December 21st, 2022 Finished:December 31st, 2022 I admit it is not my best work so don't come here with your eye brows in your scalp. 100k reads in less than two months, y'all are wild. Jan 1-Feb 10 200k Feb 25th. 300k March 21st. 500k July 21st. 1m Sep 20th 2024.

"You're always talking about chocolate..." - his fingers slid under Sasha's chin, tilting his face up as he leaned closer, lips ghosting his ear - "but tell me, baby... would you let me find out if you're just as sweet?" Sasha blinking up at him, soft and wide-eyed, cheeks flushed: "Wha-? You're... you're weird," he mumbled, wriggling but not really pulling away, his little fingers gripping Dominic's shirt. Then, quieter, as his pout deepened. "...But you can't eat me. 'M not chocolate..." Dominic's lips curled into a dark, hungry smirk as he murmured back: "Oh, baby... you taste better than chocolate. And don't worry-" his fingers traced the line of Sasha's throat - "I don't plan on stopping at just one bite." ---- He was sugar in human form. Sweet. Fluffy. And a little messy around the edges. Sasha Clarke doesn't understand grumpy people - especially not the kind who glare at his chocolate cake like it personally offended them. But when a surly, sharp-eyed stranger mistakes him for his blind date and hijacks his afternoon, Sasha's world gets a whole lot more... interesting. Dominic Vale doesn't do sweet. Not desserts, not people, and definitely not wide-eyed little twinks who talk too much and lick frosting off their fingers without a care in the world. But there's something about Sasha - the way he giggles through his pouts, the way he makes everything soft and warm without even trying - that gets under his skin. He tells himself it's just a passing craving. But Sasha? Sasha plans to make sure Dominic gets hooked. A story of chocolate, sass, and a grumpy man who never stood a chance against sugar in human form.

Laurent Estierelli was a scum with a putrid and horrible attitude, a spoilt brat who's the lowest of the low, had the most miserable love before perishing... and was unfortunately a small cannon fodder villain in a BL otome game. But he's someone whose fate is needed to be changed. That is the mission of the transmigrator, who was sucked into this game with no way out. If Laurent's character was to go along with the script and die because of a foolish one-sided love, then it's necessary to be more of a villain to survive all death flags to get out of this wretched game. One way or another.

Wrapped around his little finger, an intense desire to pursue, along with dashing good looks and a wealthy load of fortune; these aristocratic and uber-powerful young boys have a strong urge to help a fellow classmate of theirs who just arrived. Unfortunately for the new student, Kingston Academy is not for the faint of heart. [RANKINGS] - #1 in BL #1 in BXB #1 in BEASTMAN #1 in DEMON #1 in ABILITIES #1 in OBSESSION #1 in YANDERE #1 in WICKED

Living in a world full of BL isn't Oliver's cup of tea. As the only person to realize that, he keeps his head down and pretends not to notice and tries his best not to trigger any route of BL action for himself. After all, he's not exactly into guys. Unfortunately, he ends up attracting a lot more attention than he likes with the classic stereotypical, cringey cliches of all sorts of BL men and ends up into more trouble than expected. A perverted teacher, a no good bully, a run in with a random CEO, and don't get him started by bumping into some sort of gang leader. Can Oliver really survive this BL-like world even though the odds are against him? [BOOK ONE] [RANKINGS] - #1 in CRINGEWORTHY #1 in TROPES

Everyone has heard of the exquisite tales from Greek mythologies and whether they tell of legendary heroes or wicked villains. Sometimes, passing down those stories through each generation can get warped, so who knows if they were ever truly real? From nigh-omnipotent gods to devilish monsters, and to saving corrupted titans and receiving blasphemous affections in return; Elias is about to learn a whole different set of revelations for himself if he wants to return back home and escape from these ancient beings. [RANKINGS] - #1 in OBSESSION #1 in GREEKMYTHOLOGY #1 in SOULMATE #1 in WICKED #1 in REVERSEHAREM #1 in TITAN #1 in MONSTERS

•THE POSSESSION I thought it was over. I thought that I finally got rid of him. For good. New place, new life, new people. That's what they say. No one told me my nightmare was waiting for me there, ready to drag me back to his hell with open arms. Gray eyes that shine ominously at the sight of my tears. A gaze so hungry for my pain and a soul that feeds on my fear. He refuses to let me go, and my begging only makes him hungrier for more. Killian Voss. My tormentor, my tamer, and my own, personal monster. I have to run away. The only problem? My monster loves to chase. •THE OWNER Mine. Since the moment I set sight on those eyes that radiated with life, I knew I wanted to ruin them. I knew I wanted to break him till he was nothing but my property. A little doll I own. He approached me with a smile that day. A smile I decided only belongs to me. And if keeping it for myself meant shattering it along the way, then so be it. Because he looks so beautiful when he cries too. Chained Heart is a dark MM romance about a boy who thought he was finally rid of his tormentor, only for that tormentor to follow him into his completely new life at Ellington's University. Chained Heart is book No.1 in the Keyless Chains series which is a series of interconnected MM standalones. No book should be read prior to this one. Marked mature for sexual scenes (Smut/Spice) and for violent/bloody scenes. For a more detailed list check out the author's note for TW. It's right before the first chapter. All rights reserved to me, Prettywildd. HAPPY READING! XOXO <3

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"