On a stormy night, Mingi, a deaf young homeless man, seeks shelter by breaking into a stranger's house, only to meet Sugar-a seductive, free-spirited woman with a reputation for being wild and unpredictable. As the storm rages outside, an unexpected connection sparks between them, blurring the lines between desire, danger, and love. - SMUT HEAVY! 18+ recommended

❝IF IAN KNOW NO BETTER I'D SAY YOU WAS STALKING A NIGGA.❞ 𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 - 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

•Mature Content• "Is it really so unbelievable that I would kiss you? That I want you?" he asks, the softness of his tone gliding its way across my skin. "Because I plan to do it over and over again." *** While working her job at an Inn, Akara is faced with a mysterious stranger, who blows in with the wind, followed by the terrible rumours that surrounds his name. A Hunter. A man who kills, and leaves no trace. Needing her invaluable knowledge, the Hunter kidnaps Akara, however, is intercepted on his journey, by an unstoppable force. A King. Instead of throwing Akara into a prison, the King makes a deal. She has freedom within his magnificent palace in return for her company. However, making a deal with a powerful man sinks her deep into his world, and the danger is possesses. And all the while, she must battle her feelings for the wrong man, and decide her fate.

Dorian Reed lives by reason. A disciplined law professor, his life is ruled by order-until one night he sees something he shouldn't. Diamond de la Vega lives by his own law. Powerful, dangerous, impossible to ignore-he finds Dorian, and instead of silencing him, makes him useful. What begins as blackmail becomes obsession. Caught between fear and desire, Dorian must decide which law to follow: the one in his mind, or the one in his heart.

One hotbox. One secret. Two boys who swore they were straight-until the smoke started messing with more than just their heads. Nic parties hard and lives louder, chasing highs and avoiding anything that feels too real. KT stays lowkey and unreadable, carrying a past he never talks about. They're nothing alike-but something clicks when they end up hotboxing in Nic's car at a random party. It was supposed to be just a vibe. But the more nights they spend together-talking, laughing, sharing things they shouldn't-the harder it gets to ignore the tension in the air. Glances last too long. Touches get bolder. And suddenly, nothing about being "just friends" feels right anymore. They've never looked at a guy like this before. Then again... they've never met someone like each other.

My Trophy Boy An episodic drama series exploring the unfathomable feelings and actions between connected polar opposites in life. The idea of becoming a prized possession is through the lenses of 19 year old Holland Pierce, an entrepreneur who contains lifelong trauma but subdues his emotions in attempt to create a stable environment for him and his younger sister. Holland's adventure is ignited by his first interaction with the very wealthy Quinton Michaels, a high societal man. Walk through the characters' footsteps to discover how force is a prominent principle of nature. Explore whether the means of applying force is necessary or catastrophic. _ 'It takes a journey for truths to be told' ~bubblegum. #1 mxm 05/2022 #1 wmbm 05/2022 #1 high society 11/2023

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.

They didn't end up in the same space on purpose. Brooklynn is the quiet type. Not shy... just tired. Tired in the "life been heavy for a while now" way. He minds his business, goes to work, comes home, and keeps his world small because that's how he breathes. Azyir is the opposite. Loud, funny, always in motion. ADHD running the wheel every day. Talks so much he forgets to say what he really means. Laughs loud so nobody asks if he's okay. They sit in the same trig class at their HBCU, but they don't talk. They don't dislike each other either. They just... live in two different worlds. Messiah Markell is their professor. Older, calm, strict in the quiet way that makes people sit up straighter. He owns a club downtown called Desirable, but in class he keeps everything controlled. He doesn't like watching people drown in silence or noise. He sees them both slipping. Not failing. Slipping. So he tells them to stay after class. Every day. Not for tutoring. Not for discipline. Just to sit, breathe, work, or not work. A room where nobody has to force themselves to be "okay." And somehow, without anybody planning it... The quiet one. The loud one. And the man who teaches them how to stay. Start learning how to need each other. Not in a fast way. Not in a dramatic way. In the way real connections happen: Slow glances. Shared exhaustion. Walking home together because home doesn't feel safe tonight. Sitting in silence that doesn't hurt. Being seen without having to explain. This is a story about: Black boy rest. Soft dominance. Messy feelings. Learning how to stay present. No fake deep. No forced love. Just real people figuring out how to breathe.

⤷ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐖𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐞𝐝 - Weak Hero 𓏵 "Suho..." Fuck. He didn't even have time to turn around, didn't even have time to take a step back or face him-before Sieun's lips found him like a traveler seeking light in the night. It was sudden, but it felt natural. Simple, and yet so overwhelming. His hands, still warm and damp, cupped Suho's face, pulling him close-because he couldn't quite reach without going up on his toes. He was drawing him in, and Suho couldn't resist. . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏: 𝘠𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘚𝘪𝘦𝘶𝘯 x 𝘈𝘩𝘯 𝘚𝘶𝘩𝘰 ♯ BoyxBoy ⑱+ content .ᐟ.ᐟ 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 .ᐟ.ᐟ ᯤ spotify playlist available ♫ 𓍯𓂃 © 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐞 - 5/8/2025

Jung Hana loved Kang Woo Young. Then he ruined everything. Left her brother broken. Left her heart burning. For money. Now hate is the only language they speak-sharp, electric, and impossible to escape. But even rage has a pulse. Even fury remembers love. And some wounds don't scar. They smolder. ________________________________ Kang woo-young x OC EX LOVERS/ENEMIES to LOVERS