⚠️Warning⚠️: This story contains mature content, explicit sexual scenes 🔞, intense romance, and mafia-related themes including violence, power dynamics, and possessive behavior. Est is a magnetic dancer who lives for luxury, freedom, and control over his own life. He survives through charm, grace, and emotional distance-never letting anyone get too close. Until William. A powerful and untouchable mafia boss who gets everything he wants... except the one person he never expected to desire. Est. What begins as a silent attraction slowly turns into obsession, passion, and a dangerous game neither of them is willing to lose. Because in William's world, love is never gentle. And in Est's world, surrender was never part of the plan. 🔞🔥💎🔞 🚨Some images used in this story are not mine. Full credit goes to the original owners.

Luca Valmont has it all: the name, the money, the power, and a reputation for being an untouchable playboy. Groomed to inherit the Valmont empire, he lives with the pressure of legacy on his shoulders- and a hollow sense of superiority in his chest. Charismatic but cold, Luca treats omegas like disposable toys, refusing to acknowledge the girl he got pregnant, let alone the child that came from it. Emotions are weakness. Attachment is dangerous. Love? Out of the question. But when a new teacher arrives at his elite business school, everything changes. Andre Alexandre is carefree, grounded, and maddeningly patient- everything Luca isn't. He's also Luca's best friend... and the one person whose presence makes Luca's carefully controlled world unravel. Suddenly, Luca's body starts betraying him in terrifying ways. He ignores it, buries it, outruns it-until one night at a party, it all comes crashing down. He goes into heat. Andre is the only one there. The only one who can help. Luca wakes up pregnant. Furious. Confused. Abandoned-when Andre disappears without a trace. Desperate to escape the shame and scrutiny, Luca fakes his and his brother's deaths with the help of their mafia-connected mother and flees to a remote countryside. The plan is simple: hide away, give birth, give the child up, then return to the city with a fabricated story and no strings attached. But the quiet life doesn't stay quiet for long. As the pregnancy progresses and the baby grows, so does something else- something Luca has tired to deny since this whole thing went down. What if he wants the baby?

Then he shoved me back against the wall, pinning me with his body. "What are we doing?" I said pulling back breathlessly. "Too much fucking talking," he rasped, calm as hell even though his voice was wrecked.

In other novels, the plot usually gets messed up because of the transmigrators whereas Shi Shen, the male protagonist, messed up his own plot before others even had the chance to do it. Transmigrator A, "His beauty is unparalleled, his skin is white as jade. He has a king aura born to be a sovereign Pei All bullshit! All I saw was a nerd with skin dark as charcoal! Sovereign my butt! He just lived in an old neighborhood downtown!" Transmigrator B, "System, I say why would you even give me the plot when nothing goes according to it! 1 star rating, 1 star!!" Transmigrator C, "How come the Shi clan has declined because of the lack of heirs? Isn't the male protagonist supposed to be the heir? How come the Shi people said that he was dead!?" . . . "That being said you have finally gotten demoted into cannon fodder. You will travel to other worlds to complete some tasks and fix those broken worlds." Shi Shen, "..." "Failed and you will be forever a canon-fodder with a miserable ending." Another quick transmigration story about Shi Shen who used to be the male protagonist is now working hard to pay off his 'debt' when he suddenly found himself a man who is chasing him non-stop wanting to press him down. The picture is not mine, the credit goes to the original owner. This novel is going to have a lot of grammatical errors so please read at your own risk ^^.

Yunho had always been a sickly kid, and at the ripe, young age of 19, he died of a terminal illness. But just when it was all over, morning comes again?! And now he's the villainous younger brother from the novel he'd been reading! His reincarnation could be seen as a curse by most because of the younger brother's destiny of banishment and misfortune, but Yunho is determined to turn it into a blessing in order to finally live a healthy life. "I just want to live peacefully!"

Jake shouldn't have been born an omega. He has big hands, big feet, big... well, everything. He's nothing like the sweet and dainty omegas he sometimes sees in the street, usually in the company of men who carry with them the alluring smell of alpha everywhere they go. Each time this happens, Jake has to cross the road. He's given up on the idea of ever being like those omegas. By the time he turned twenty, he realized he could never catch an alpha's eye. Now that he's twenty-eight, even the silly dreams he used to entertain as a young omega - that somehow, an alpha who'd like someone like him, who'd want him to carry his puppies, existed in the world - have faded from his mind. Until he catches a scent that makes him dizzy. During a bar brawl. From which he staggers out, bloody, adrenaline pumping in his veins. And he receives a kiss - and a bit more than he bargained for - that leaves him breathless from the man he leaped to defend during the scuffle, ending up fighting side by side with him. And then a proposition from the powerful Salazar family comes - to work for them as a bodyguard. In the Salazar mansion, he catches the same scent again, maddening him and his omega senses, despite the heat suppressants he's on. The alpha who kissed and did other things to him lives there. But who is he? Oh no, Jake realizes with dread. He's one of the Salazar brothers. The middle child. The troublemaker. The playboy. What has he gotten himself into? Warnings: Smut Violence (only against the bad guys, not between the main characters - my guys love each other very much)

A tragic yet mature arranged marriage story where cold CEO never truly loved his spouse because of his "moonlight"(first love). After the lover return he asked for divorced.

Two years after the women he loved walked away, Sky Wongravee is no longer living-only enduring. Once known for his warmth, Sky now exists behind walls of silence, burdened by responsibility, haunted by loss, and distant from the children who still wait for their father to come back to them. When his grandfather finally loses patience with Sky's self-destruction, he makes a decision that changes everything: Sky will marry again. Not out of love-but out of necessity. Nani Hirunkit never imagined his life would be decided for him. Thrown into an arranged marriage with a stranger known for his coldness and broken past. In a marriage neither of them chose, can a broken hearts learn to breathe again? Because healing doesn't come from forgetting. And love doesn't always arrive first. Sometimes... it comes after the storm. [ This fanfic is in the omegaverse world ]

William, an Alpha, has finally built his own company-everything falling into place for him almost too easily, as if success was inevitable. Then comes a shift he never planned for: an arranged marriage. Est, William's arranged husband, hides more than he shows, always calm and carefully unreadable. William looks at Est and is certain he's an Omega-quiet, gentle and almost obedient. But what happens when truth comes out? As beneath the surface, nothing is as simple as it looks-memories that were buried begin to resurface. Past once forgotten starts showing up.

Nikolas Bellucci Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it-I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine. His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind. What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess. But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want. Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa. I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games-it's all supposed to be beneath me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken. Aleksandr Mikhailov Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art-beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good. I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes. Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered. Nikolas fights me, yes-but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely. My printsessa.