𝐻𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡. #𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐌𝐌 𝐒𝐜𝐢-𝐟𝐢 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲-𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𓆩𓆗𓆪 Omkara Rathore doesn't touch. Not his students. Not his colleagues. Not even his own reflection if it gets too close. A medical science professor with a condition he never chose──his skin rejects contact, his body recoils from scents, and his heart has learned that feeling is a wound he cannot afford. So he stays cold. Stays distant. Stays safe. Until Yaksh Shergill walks into his life. A transfer student with a golden smile and eyes that see too much. Humble. Charming. Everyone's favorite. Omkara should hate him. Instead, for the first time in his life── A scent doesn't repulse him. A touch doesn't rebuke him. It pulls. And that terrifies him more than any disease ever could. But Yaksh isn't what he seems either. Behind that warm facade lives something petty. Something possessive. Something that has decided Omkara Rathore is his to follow. To provoke. To ruin. And when a body is found── When a murder cracks open secrets buried inside Omkara's own blood── They will have to trust each other to survive. But how do you trust someone whose very smell makes you lose control? 𓆩𓆗𓆪 𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟 ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟? 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛.

"I hate you," he said...his voice trembling with fury. "I hate your voice. I hate the very sound of your breathing." Before he could walk away, fingers curled around his collar, slamming him against the wall. A whisper followed...low, dangerous, and sealed like a dark promise. "It isn't hatred," he murmured. "It's love. Whether you accept it or not." "Lies," came the broken reply. "Everything you've said is a lie." "Yes, I lied," he admitted calmly. "And I'll lie again if I have to. I'll do anything....but I will never let you walk away from me." The cold sting of a syringe pressed into his skin. ~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●●~~~~~~~~●●●●~~~~~●●●~~ Agniv Mehra, a 23-year-old Indian student, arrives in New York carrying ambition, rebellion, and a past he refuses to speak about. He doesn't follow orders. He never has. Karen Craves, a 35-year-old British professor, is authority personified-controlled, commanding, and dangerously unreadable. Everyone listens to him. Everyone obeys. Except Agniv. Two men.Two secrets. One Line should never meant to be crossed When stubborn defiance collides with ruthless obsession, boundaries blur, lies deepen, and control becomes addictive. Is this love...or something far more merciless? And when the truth finally surfaces... will either of them survive it? Tropes & Themes ●Top Student × Bottom Professor ●Dark Academia ●Power Play ●Age Gap (10 years) ●Mild BDSM ●Lies & Manipulation ●Good Boy Kink ●Indian × British ●Hidden Identities ●Obsession vs Control

short nsfw bdsm concepts. everything is fictional and consensual. read at your own discretion.

An mlm oneshot collection of angst, fluff, and smut.

"today onwards your my wet ass alpha. my true mate. only main" "Never no iam alpha pure alpha iam not ur slave" "U have no choice baby girl. You have to follow want I say . so just cut ties with all your dirty omega's " Warning 18+ Bdsm Smut

He forgot him. But love doesn't forget. Nobita, a sweet and clumsy secretary, never imagined that the new CEO would be Dekisugi-the same boy who once sat beside him in school, made him laugh, and unknowingly broke his heart. Years have passed. Names were forgotten. But eyes never lie. As forgotten memories resurface between coffee runs, late-night meetings, and elevator silences... Nobita realizes: his first love never really left. But what happens when Dekisugi-cold, commanding, yet strangely protective-starts remembering too? Office politics meets childhood romance in this slow-burn, heart-clenching, kiss-stealing BL story about second chances... on the top floor

Dark romance|18+ | after chapter 24, available on stck She was raised to obey. He was trained to command. At twenty-one, she has lived her entire life quietly-studying in a government college, lowering her eyes, learning early that silence keeps the peace. When her family arranges her marriage, no one asks what she wants. They never have. At thirty-one, he is an Army Major with an unyielding reputation. Disciplined. Cold. Uninterested in marriage. He agrees only to satisfy his family-expecting a demanding bride, tears, tantrums, resistance. What he gets is a girl who doesn't argue. Doesn't complain. Doesn't rebel. Her obedience unsettles him more than defiance ever could. "You will sleep in my room from tonight," he said-already turning away, as if her fear was irrelevant. In a household where expectations are brutal and love is conditional, she is tested at every step. Mistaken for weakness. Pushed further into silence. And as she fades into the background, something dangerous begins to shift between them. Because he was never taught how to be gentle. And she was never taught how to say no.

Naruto Uzumaki is a neglected genius; in fact a prodigy. The young boys parents and his sibling despise his existence and plan on killing him when the time is right. What shall Naruto do when faced with his own horrid family? I do not own Naruto. I do not own any images or videos I put they are off the internet and their rightful owners. This story is an adopted revision by the original author and writer @Ghrest.

Genre: Erotic Romance/BDSM AU Tone: Darkly intimate, psychological, emotionally charged Chi doesn't believe in safety - not in the way most people do. Haunted by trauma and hollowed out by survival, she lives in silence, craving a kind of pain that feels like control. When she finds a message from two Dominants seeking one submissive to serve them both, her body responds before her mind can rationalize it. Tristian and Kai don't coddle. They don't compromise. They want everything - her obedience, her submission, her pain. They promise structure, protection, ownership - and the freedom only complete surrender can bring. What begins as a trial agreement quickly spirals into something deeper, darker, and more honest than any of them expected. For Chi, it's a chance to reclaim her body. For Tristian and Kai, it's a change to break someone beautifully. But in a world of whips, silence, scars, and trust, nothing stays on the surface for long. Somewhere between pain and care, discipline and devotion, three broken edges begin to fit. But to belong fully, Chi must be willing to lose everything - including who she used to be. TRIGGER WARNINGS: - Sexual Trauma (past, discussed and remembered) - PTSD symptoms (dissociation, flashbacks, panic) - BDSM practices including: sadomasochism, 24/7 power exchange, impact play, consensual non consent (CNC), breath play, orgasm control, humiliation, restraint -blood play (later chapters) - Explicit erotic scenes with psychological intensity - Discussions of consent, power, and emotional boundaries - Identity loss/erosion as part of consensual dynamic -Complex power imbalances (negotiated but intense) - Emotional break downs and psychological unraveling All scenes follow safe, sane, consensual (SSC) and/or risk-aware consensual kink (RACK) principles, even when characters are navigating blurred emotional spaces

Intended for MATURE audience. Just a collection of pure BL smut. Don't spam with hate please. (don't like, don't read) Don't give out your personal info in comments. (Obviously??) Most of it isn't proof read so might be spelling errors, sorry about that. Otherwise, enjoy!