Jordan Patterson has to accept that his number one nemesis is the one he's destined to love for the rest of his immortal life. Ever since childhood, Jordan has been bullied by Jace Andrews, but to the rest of the pack, Jace is considered the strongest, smartest, and most attractive werewolf around—the bright hope for the pack's future. Then Jordan finds out that Jace is his mate—the person who bears the other half of his soul, and the one he is destined to be with for the rest of his life. Unable to accept a growing attraction to someone he can only see as cruel, Jordan keeps the truth to himself. But the mate bond grows intensely stronger until Jace begins to suffer as well: sensing his mate in the shadows, haunted by hallucinations and nightmares, but unable to see a clear vision of his soul mate. The Alpha is forced to find out the root of this trouble, and comes to a decision to track the hiding mate. In some cases a male werewolf who hides from his mate is seen as the ultimate coward. But will the world understand Jordan’s conflict with Jace? No matter what the consequences are, falling in love with a mate is inevitable, and Jordan knows he can’t avoid that.

BL STORY (English) (mpreg) Read My Mate if you like omega verse stories, fluff and of course heated scenes. (My first story from 2024) "don't do that..." he said, eyes softening at the view of his omega. Keiran looked alluring, face flushed, panting a little, his neck was covered with hickey and bite marks. Caspian felt proud of himself. Keiran Berg Jansen is struggling to find a job a year after finishing college but luckily he was invited by his beta friend to work. He also hope to find his mate and as fate have it he did find him in his part time job as assistant for his friend that works as a Photographer in a known top tier modeling agency -Wilhelmina Models-. How would he accept the fact that his mate is one of the most well known models in the world?. Caspian Otto Aleksandr is a Famous Russian-American Model known for being a womanizer. He doesn't believe in love and only like sex and alcohol. Truly a lucky bastard in other's eyes. People liked him man and woman alike for his polite and always smiling guy energy but is it really his true colors?. When he met his mate, would he change his way of life? Would he start believing in this so called love?. Would he be willing to show him the true Caspian?. Will they have an happy ending?

Troy Brooks never expected to be accepted when he found his mate. Being the gay Omega, he hoped his mate would reject him gently. What happens when Troy finds his mate? What happens when his mate, is the Alpha? DO NOT COMMENT RUDELY. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE GOING TO JUDGE.

When life separates Gavin and Zane at the young age of 6, they're both devastated for each losing their best friend. But life's cruel game didn't end there. When they're thrown back into each other's arms in the form of enemies, things get pretty heated because of one thing: They don't know they were best friends.

[BxB] [spicy] [indianmc] "Kiss me properly," he demands. "I don't want to!" I snap, "I want to touch your hair!" I really did like his gold hair. Maybe I was in love with his conditioner. Was there a sexuality for that? He just looks confused. "Oh...okay." He tilts his head down for me. I touch it again, then let go and look away. "What?" he says. I'm not sure what to say to him, except that I want to exchange saliva with him again, but I don't want to ask for it since he looks amused and like he'll make fun of me. "Want to touch my arms again too?" he offers. "You're stupid. That's stupid. No I don't." Yes I do. ~~~ Indra never asked for a stepdad, much less a churchgoing one. But now he's stuck spending every Sunday pretending to enjoy it while his mom smiles politely and Patrick tries to get the new pastor to join their fantasy football league. Enter: Jaron Ashcomb - the pastor's son. Golden-haired, polite, painfully perfect. The kind of guy who makes friends instantly and doesn't laugh when Indra says "Asscomb" out loud. Indra's just trying to survive awkward mingling, dodge emotional vulnerability, and maybe finish a decent drawing without someone confiscating his pen. Too bad Jaron smells like expensive soap and looks like the sketchbook crush Indra definitely isn't allowed to have. Updates every Friday at 8 PM PDT :)

"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.

Troy was a small boy with big super star dreams, however those dreams change when a new student comes in to town and snatches him from everything and everyone. Issac has maintained one of the top, if not thee top gang in America. The Black Rose. With the help of the Black Rose, Issac has been able to watch over Troy for 12 years without getting caught and now he enters his Senior year of high school with one goal and one goal only. Claim what's his... Title cover is not mines

Cameron Honeywood. Star student, varsity volleyball captain. Everyone's best friend, partially because he's just too nice to say no and because he's your literally 'all you need' guide. He's way too social for his own liking, way too hungry too. Also, for god's sake, stop calling that poor man unfunny. He is funny, to a point. Alexander Viktor de Valois. Kraits' leader, ruthless, smart, sarcastic. It's not like he hasn't tried talking to people, he just absolutely hates everyone. It's not his habit to let his prey go, but he does with a certain blond. Every. Single. Time. Because he knows, the prey will come crawling back to him. These two were never meant to cross paths. But for some reason, fate keeps throwing Cameron into Alexander's eyes. And Alex knows what he wants. He wants one thing, and that's Cameron. one night stand with nothing much happening leaves them both feeling incomplete. Til Cameron stumbles upon an unknown place. When he thinks he's off the hook, he just digs his own grave.

Riel Damien Frost Amethyst, a cold-hearted billionaire and heir of a powerful underground syndicate, views his arranged marriage to Dwiriti Xanwier Xmalson as nothing more than a business transaction. But Dwiriti, a scarred aspiring marine biologist and biochemist deemed as ugly by the society, refuses to be broken by Riel's cruelty. With sharp words and unshakable indifference, he becomes the one thing Riel cannot control. What begins as disdain quickly festers into a dark obsession. Riel's growing desire to possess Dwiriti consumes him, blurring the lines between hatred and obsession. As Riel's need to break Dwiriti intensifies, he finds himself unable to stay away. In a game of power, desire, and possession, one question lingers: How far will Riel go to claim what he believes is his? Note- I don't like non con stories so will write dark romance without that, moreover dark romance shouldn't be about non consensual relationship P.S. - English is not my first language. Please pardon my grammatical errors. <3 (All the names and places in this story are fictional because I didn't want to use real names (surname) of people or locations. I don't have much knowledge about places, people, ethnicities, traits, or how people from different cultures and nationalities are. The biggest issue is that I've never left my own town to explore other places. While the internet can show me locations and how specific places look, I struggle to describe them due to my shortcomings as a writer. So, everything in this story is entirely made up. :)

ANGELO DELLA MORTE is a dark, Gothic romance of obsession, corruption, and possessive love. Don Vincenzo Rossi is a psychopathic Mafia kingpin who controls empires from the shadows. His life is a cold, calculated void until the moment he sees Elio, an ethereally beautiful, albino man, through a café window. To Vincenzo, Elio is a vision of impossible purity: a delicate angel folding a paper bird, utterly untouched by the filth and violence that is Vincenzo's world. In that instant, a singular, all-consuming obsession is born. TW: This story is a DARK romance and is VERY erotic. Dark Mafia Romance | Possessive/Obsessive Love | Forced Proximity | Stalking/Voyeurism