This is not a story about a long mafia war. The war ends in an hour. This is a story about what is found after the guns go silent. Est was married into an enemy mafia family and kept there for a year-not as a partner, but as property. When William destroys that house, he doesn't expect to find someone trembling in its corner, apologizing for existing. William is powerful. Feared. Ruthless. But power does not teach someone how to live again. This is a story about the shape love takes when it arrives quietly-without force, without ownership-growing slowly in the space where silence once lived. only story is mine

Est is loved-by his parents, by his family, by a life that taught him how to endure quietly. William is admired by the world-successful, charming, careless in all the ways that never seem to matter. Their marriage is arranged for business, not cruelty. William never hurts Est. He simply never sees him. Est hides his loneliness behind polite smiles and careful silence, protecting his parents from the truth-that their only son is slowly disappearing inside a marriage where he exists alone. When Est finally leaves, he does so without anger, without accusation. And only then does William understand: absence can hurt far more than rejection. This is a story about neglect that doesn't look like abuse, love that arrives too late-and whether healing is still possible once someone walks away. only story is mine

"Love was never part of the deal. But neither was breaking each other." In William Jakrapath's world, tradition isn't questioned, it's obeyed. As the heir to a powerful family, his marriage isn't about love. It's about duty. And his parents have already chosen for him. Est Supha, the quiet, well-mannered son of their closest friends. William doesn't care. He doesn't argue. He doesn't even look at Est beyond what's necessary. Est, with his soft voice and hesitant smiles, hides his trembling behind calmness. But William notices... and ignores it. To him, Est is nothing more than an obligation - a shadow who will follow his rules, stay within his boundaries, and never cross his line. William is in control. Always. And he swears he will never love him. But what happens when silence turns suffocating? When glances last too long? When a shadow dares to step into the light? Because in this house built on tradition, it isn't love that will destroy them... it's everything they're trying not to feel. // mpreg ; smut

Five university friends buy an old book as a joke. They never expect it to choose them back. Through a mysterious antique book, five friends are pulled into another world-one that does not erase who they are, but renames them, binds them to unfamiliar fates, and scatters them across a land that already seems to know them far too well. Their faces remain the same. Their memories remain intact. But their names-and the world they belong to-are no longer theirs. Separated upon arrival, each must survive in a realm filled with danger, power, and histories they do not remember living-yet others remember for them. Old grudges, unspoken expectations, and unfinished destinies close in, as the five struggle to understand why this world called for them. The book that brought them there burns away, leaving no path back- only forward. Bound by friendship, fractured by fate, they must find each other again in a world that insists they were never strangers to begin with.