Plawan, o novo Procurador Geral do Estado, chegou para assumir o cargo em São Paulo. Raízes novas, história nova e principalmente, gente nova em sua vida! Poderia ser o emprego dos sonhos para o ômega, se não viesse com o maior desafio que teve até então, conseguir trabalhar em paz com seu assistente na mesa ao lado: Oab. Alfa. Afeminado. Um desafio oposto à tudo o que Plawan é! AU - Universo Alternativo

Second Part of The Destiny of My Other Life. In this new chapter, we will see how Plawan, cold and intelligent, tries to adapt to our world. His pride and his scars accompany him at every step, but nothing prepares him for the clash of meeting Oab in this reality: a brilliant and sharp-tongued chef who will put his walls to the test.

I was going to be alpha. It wasn't a theory. It was the universal plan. Head of Sports Science, tactical genius of chaos, professional charmer, and constant pain for the Economics Department. All I needed was my official designation: confirmed alpha, unstoppable faculty, rivals crying in Excel. Then my body decided to betray me. In the middle of university war-one of those with chases, shouting, and inherited rivalries-I went into heat. As an omega. Surrounded by alphas. No explanation. No dignity. It almost ended badly... until Oab showed up. Yes, that Oab. The head of Economics. My direct rival. Cold, rigid, unbearable. He covered me with his pheromones, scared everyone off, and took me to the hospital like I belonged to him. From there, everything fell apart. I lost leadership, my faculty started falling into the hands of an alpha who confuses authority with volume, and I kept trying to protect my own while the entire system reminded me that an omega isn't made to lead. So I came up with a brilliant plan: ask Oab for a truce. Strategic support. Peace between faculties. What I did not plan was that he would understand that what I was proposing... was to pretend we were dating. I tried to fix the misunderstanding. Honestly. But the lie started working. The attacks decreased. Economics stopped targeting us. My faculty stabilized. Alliances shifted. Even Political Science started giving in for reasons suspiciously related to my best friend. Now the whole campus thinks I'm dating my worst enemy. And the worst part isn't that. The worst part is that this fake relationship is resolving a decades-long war... and Oab doesn't seem to be pretending as much as I am. Warning: updates will be a bit slow.

"You picked me a potential mate based on his scent?" He tried and failed to keep his voice from rising in a combination of anger and disbelief.

Jeff didn't need much. His walls were up high, and he had only two contacts on his phone, which were his brother and his favourite teacher. That's what kept him safe. And honestly? He didn't hate it. He wanted to be anything but special. That was until he met a certain Alpha. Once a simple guy who didn't need anything, is now seeking EVERYTHING from just one person. This is a fanfic based on the Pitbabe characters.

PLEASE READ TAGS AND WARNINGS- THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE WITH VIOLENCE/EROTICA/SELF-HARM Alan Tulphisaan was born to be a leader. Alpha, rich, powerful, dominant. So, it was no surprise when he rose as Don of the most feared Mafia family in the city of Bangkok. Untouchable for years, Alan flies high above the harsh restraints of the law. Ruthless and feared, he takes what he wants; money, land, bodies. Omegas are nothing but play things to him, to be used and discarded. Then Jeff is brought into the mansion. Alan can't resist the delectable scent of an untouched omega. But Jeff is feisty and bold. Alan swears he'll break him, fuck him, use him like he always has before. And Jeff swears he'll never submit. He can't. But Alan's dominance is overpowering, clamping around him like a vice, dragging him into a world of violence and lust that he can't seem to escape. Alan tells himself it's just sex. He'll get rid of Jeff in three months, just like the others. So why does he burn for more? Why is he drawn to the flash of defiance in Jeff's eyes? But both hold secrets. And secrets can be deadly. Crossposted to Ao3 my work do not copy or use CK

Please Read All Tags & Description. This is my fanfic work. Please do NOT copy or use/translate without my permission. ✦ Alan ✦✦ Jeff ✦ Jeff, a grieving Omega, has been wanting to get pregnant for months. But a donor mix-up leaves Jeff pregnant and legally tied to Alan, a local racing team owner. To protect the baby, and to save face, they agree to a temporary contract marriage and shared custody. And there's one important clause; don't fall in love. But pregnancy has a way of blurring lines. Between cravings, late nights, a too-real wedding, and playing pretend, feelings become impossible to ignore. Can a baby turn two strangers into a family? ....... Crossposted AO3 CK

Alan nunca foi fã do gosto de morango. E por algum motivo, adorava o sabor de morango dos lábios de Jeff. Isso não deveria acontecer. Definitivamente não! Jeff é o irmão de seu amigo e ainda é muito novo. Porém tudo é tão extremo quando se trata daquele pirralho provocador. Alan não consegue evitar se aprofundar naquele relacionamento. O problema seria passar pelas problemáticas de suas vidas e dos irmãos superprotetores. - sendo reescrito