Lan Wangji felt tingles and happiness when he first saw the soulmark on his wrist. He was finally going to find his soulmate, he was going to find his light in his dark life devoid of any semblance of emotions in it. Despite how Wei Ying failed to recognise his own soulmate. Lan wangji did not fail to love him any less. He was ready to scour the entire cultivation world, if they hurt him. When, Wei Ying returned from the burial mounds. He did not feel tingles or happines. The soulmark was starting to fade just like the life in his soulmates eyes. Despite already being set in a political marriage with Lan WangJi, due to his failure to recognise him. Lan Wangji takes him back to the cloud recesses. Lan Zhan took his soulmate back to the cloud recesses. He took him back and hid him away. Soulmate AU

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look back at him.