Like a bolt of lightning, this stupid boy appeared in my life. First day of summer break between first and second grade, he just appeared- standing on my porch like he was born there. Straight brown hair, wide dark eyes and a fresh sunburn across his cheeks. He was already talking before I even opened the door. I don't know how it happened but it's been ten years. And he's still here. Talking, whether or not I'm listening. Laughing, even if no one else is. He's still too quick- racing around the world like he's scared he's going to miss it. He's gotten taller...much taller. His hair is a little longer, a little wavier, but under the light it still looks the same golden brown it did when we were nine. And now, finally, he was a high school graduate. We both were. Like a bolt of lightning he appeared and like the sun he refused to disappear. _____________________________________________ I fell asleep with my chin pointed at him, the outline of his face being the last thing I saw. How was I supposed to do this? It had always been difficult, hiding this secret, keeping him close. But now, my focus was starting to slip. I couldn't see anything but his lips, his hands, his smile. I couldn't hear anything but my name in his mouth, his jagged breaths and that loud laugh. How am I supposed to be okay with this? How am I supposed to focus on anything other than him? #1- slowburn- 11.10.25🥇 #1- friends to lovers- 11.01.25🥇 #1- fluffandsmut- 11.02.25🥇 #1- college- 11.06.25🥇 #1- best friends- 11.12.25🥇 #1- teammates- 12.04.25 🥇 #3- bxblove- 11.30.25🥉 #4- boyxboy- 11.01.25 #4- lgbt- 11.15.25 #28- mental health- 11.09.25 #31- coming of age- 11.15.25 #36- roommates- 11.04.25 #56- basketball- 11.05.25 #60- secret relationship- 11.02.25 #74- boyxboyromance- 11.01.25

He never wanted this marriage. He never wanted him. Bound by a ruthless family alliance and the weight of corporate power, two souls are tied together in a world ruled by ambition and betrayal. One carries silent scars, the other hides a love that has burned for years. In the shadows of the empire, secrets lurk behind every closed door. Some are meant to be buried. Others, if unearthed, could shatter everything. This is not a story of soft romance. It is a story of survival, obsession, and the kind of love that should never have existed. Because in this world- Some secrets are worth dying for. Some memories are worth killing for. 🕷️[There's intentional use of "-" throughout this story. It's a stylistic choice, not AI writing. Every pause, break, and hesitation is mine.]🕷️ #1 in toptae #1 in bottomkoo #9 in angst #14 in toptae #10 in bottomjungkook #15 in toptae #16 in toptae #12 in bottomjungkook #2 in bottomkoo #18 in toptae #22 in toptae #17 in bottomjungkook #10 in bottomjungkook

What's a little bunny in a cage full of lions? Fresh meat, that's what. Jungkook just wanted to work his dream job at the world-renown company, King's Corp. But the CEO, Kim Taehyung, proves that to be a difficult task. A story about racism, homophobia and of course, Taekook ; )

Prince Hoseok is the perfect person to become a Human King in the world full of magical creatures. But he needs to collect a pack of six wolves destined to protect him. What will happen to six strong personalities when their destinies will inextricably intertwined? What kind of bonds will bind each of them? Friends? Brothers? Soulmates?... Lovers? Or Mates? ----- (This story is mainly a Taekook story, but it contains events conected to all characters so please be patient. You will get Taekook fluff I promise ;)) Tags: action, fantasy, modern time, royals, main villain, romance, sideships, warewolf, wolvespack, chanbeak, jenlisa, yoonmin, namjin, hoperose, taekook, angst and fluff, boyxboy, mature TOP TAE BOTTOM KOOK All the medias that will appear in the story belongs to rightfull owners. --------------------------------- THIS STORY IS COMPLETED.

This story revolves around twin brothers, Desmond and Demetrius, and their six older brothers. Here's the catch neither side knows the other exists. The twins have never met their father, and after years of silence, he finally decides to reveal the truth he's kept buried for eighteen years. During dinner, his oldest son, Vukasin, slams his hand on the table. "Tsk. You old bastard, you decide to tell us this now? Really? Over dinner?" His tone drips with disgust. "Eighteen years, Father. You waited eighteen years to tell us this?" The table falls silent. Vukasin glares across at him. "So what now? You want me to bring them back, huh? Can't do it yourself, can you? You always send me to fix your broken pieces." As Vukasin pushes his chair back and rises from the table, his father and younger brothers remain silent just as they always do. He's already made up his mind. He's going to find his younger brothers. Lord knows if they're living in good conditions or not, but one thing's for sure he's bringing them back, whether they like it or not.

Daiki Ito never wanted trouble, but trouble always found him. And this time, it came in the form of Isaac Pavlov-a reckless, obsessive bastard who doesn't understand the word no. Isaac isn't just interested. He's watching, waiting, claiming. There's no escaping someone like him-not when he's already decided that Daiki belongs to him. It's not love. It's not hate. It's something far more dangerous. Obsession. Because once Isaac sinks his teeth in, he never fucking lets go. ------------------- MM dark romance BI / Gay awakening Fighter / Mastermind Enjoy ! <3

"This is wrong..." I breathed, but even to my own ears, it didn't sound convincing. My back was pressed against the hallway wall, his body just inches from mine, heat radiating between us. We could get caught. "Then stop me," Everest murmured, his voice tempting and low, swirling around me like smoke. "Tell me to back off. Say the word, and I will." I didn't move or speak. His gaze darkened as a grin crept in. The air between us thickened. It was getting harder to breathe. His fingers brushed along my collarbone, delicately. Then lower-slowly-trailing down to the center of my chest. I shivered beneath his touch. When his hand hovered just above my waistband, his fingertips grazing the fabric, I sucked in a breath. "Being this close to you..." he murmured, his voice turning me on more. His eyes flicked down to where his fingers toyed with the edge of my sweatpants. "Seeing you like this..." he leaned in, his breath brushing my skin, "it drives me crazy." What the hell have I gotten myself into? CONTAINS: bxb, mature themes, strong language, intersex, etc

Kim Taehyung despises Jeon Jungkook. To him, Jungkook is nothing more than a product of nepotism, a star handed fame rather than earning it. But is that the only reason behind his hatred, or does a deeper wound lie hidden beneath? And what happens when, after years apart, Jungkook suddenly sees him again - not just anywhere, but standing on stage, receiving an award, shining brighter than ever? Entangled is a story of broken promises, of love tested against the harshness of a homophobic society, and of two men caught between desire and the unforgiving weight of reality. .

Scottie.... If there was a picture of a person next to the definition of being socially inept in the dictionary, the picture would have been of me. Dealing with people gave me hives. Just the thought of talking to someone I'm not familiar with made me want to curl up into a ball and hide from the world. But no one understood that, no one understood me. Not my Aunt, and definitely not the limited amount of people in my life. No one that is until Him. He walked into my Aunt's bakery and I swear from that moment on, he owned me. Mind, body, and soul. Nolan... I am a Master Dominant, a self-made man in my own right. I have no doubts about myself. I have a lot to offer any sub of my choosing. I'm wealthy. I own several businesses. From my elite members only get-away that catered to the rich and famous in the lifestyle. To my new kink-friendly club I'm getting ready to launch directly across the street from a quaint little bakery that employed a young man sweeter than any of the confections they had to offer. It's been a long time since I've had a boy of my own. Don't get me wrong, I have beautiful boys throwing themselves at my feet on a daily basis. I've trained most of them in the art of submission, but none of them have caught my interest like this gorgeous Angel has. I needed to make him mine as much as I needed air to breathe. He will be my boy.