In our world, loyalty isn't proven with words. It's proven with scars, graves, and the people you refuse to let die. Everyone wants power until they realize what it costs. Because power isn't the throne. Power is the moment you choose who lives... and who bleeds.

In the war-torn nation of Valmera, love is the quietest rebellion. A soldier devoted to duty. A carrier who teaches him to feel again. And a boy who still waits for letters that never come. Three hearts bound by promises broken not by bullets, but by silence.

A hardworking student's life shatters when he's wrongly arrested for a crime he didn't commit. In the cold lockup, a ruthless power broker offers a lifeline: freedom in exchange for servitude. Desperation forces the innocent into a world of shadow, where secrets are leverage and the cost of survival is far greater than he ever imagined.

The day was dark. Soft rain. A breath. "I always saw you as a kid." A low laugh, older now, warmer. "Yeah? And now this 'kid' makes your back aches, huh?" A sharp inhale. A hand brushing a familiar cheek. Years of unspoken things rushing between them. "When did you get so... grown?" Another laugh, closer. "I didn't suddenly grow up. You just finally started looking." The rain stops. A lingering silence thick with everything about to change. "...I'm scared." A thumb rests gently against trembling lips. "Good. That means you feel it too." Fade to black. Heartbeat. Then "Give me one chance... not to be the boy you remember, but the man you never saw coming."

What if the Cub's Father is Still Alive? 崽他爸还活着怎么办？ Author: 鬼半京 Total Chapters: 86 Story is not mine [From the same author of: "I Am Recommending Myself For Marriage", "Marriage First, Love Second", "The Zerg King's Criteria For Choosing A Husband", and "Harmonious Marriage"] Yunxi had died suddenly from staying up late. And then, he traveled through time. He travelled through time and space, becoming a gambler who abandoned his employer and ran away with the baby in order to keep the inheritance all to himself. Penniless and being hunted down, Yunxi turned to the child's father's old subordinate for help. Clutching his belly, Yunxi whimpered and weakly sobbed, "This is Admiral Sauron's posthumous child." The subordinate replied, "Are you sure?" Yunxi angrily slammed the table, "How can you doubt me!?" Subordinate: "Maybe because I'm Adewole Sauron." Yunxi: " ? ? ? " Yunxi: "......" #Help: What if the cub's father is still alive? Waiting online, very urgent.# Content Tags: Sweet story about having a child, Futuristic Fantasy, Lighthearted, Hilarious One Sentence Introduction: A heavy lover of tails Stay away from gambling, drugs, and yellow activities. Happiness is for everyone.

Before cities rose, before kingdoms claimed the earth, the gods forged Yakshas, the guardians of sacred treasures hidden in temples, forests, and forgotten stone. Bound by ancient law, a Yaksha cannot abandon his relic. But when a treasure chooses a new bearer, the guardian must follow him, mortal or not. Each Yaksha carries the memory of centuries, speaks in echoes of old languages, and commands the energies of the relics they guard. Their existence is known only in whispers, half-ruined scriptures, and the tremors felt in places where the divine once walked. Now, in the modern age, temples crumble, myths fade, and the world forgets its watchers. But magic is never lost. Only asleep. And when a young archeologist touches the silver bracelet, he wakes not only a Yaksha but the ancient power trapped within it, a power that others have waited lifetimes to claim. The world stirs. The guardian rises. And destiny begins to reshape itself around the boy who should never have entered that temple.

~"He was just a boy. I was a monster who only knew how to love in ruins."~ ° ° ° ° ° ° Feared by the underworld, mafia boss "Aaryan" hides a secret - a heart that beats only for one person: "Vihaan", an ordinary college student. Aaryan watches him from afar, protects him in the shadows, and collects every smile like a treasure. But obsession has no boundaries. When danger threatens Vihaan, Aaryan steps out of the shadows - not as a savior, but as the possessive lover he never asked for. What happens when love turns into a cage, and the innocent boy becomes the one with all the power? INDIAN BL DARK ROMANCE BXB MAFIA X STUDENT AGE GAP SOFT TOP POWER BOTTOM MATURE CONTENT 🔥 Note: Story will contain A LOT of mature content so....read at your own risk.... enjoy (I guess).... No hate comments...if you don't like the story.... Respectfully leave. [Pictures used are from Pinterest and belong to the rightful owners.] •Short chapters ahead 👀💁‍♀️

~A story of secret glances, stolen smiles, skipped heartbeats, and shy confessions between scribbled pages.🥀🌙✨ ♡♡~༚♡♡~༚♡♡~༚♡♡~༚♡♡~༚♡♡~༚♡♡ •Veeransh Singhania - the school's golden boy: rich, brilliant, charming, effortlessly perfect. Perfect boy, star athlete, every hallway crush-yet under that flawless smile hides a quiet softness only one boy has ever touched. •Hriday Mittal - the shy, chubby sweetheart in the back row: gentle, introvert, warm, lost in stories and sugar cookies. He hides behind baggy hoodies and round glasses, convinced his secret crush could never look back at him the same way. They've been carrying quiet crushes for longer than they dare admit. But hidden glances and soft, stolen moments have a way of colliding-and when they do, nothing will ever be the same. 💘🎀✨ INDIAN BL BXB SCHOOL LOVE FLUFFY CRUSH POPULAR X SHY [Pictures used are from Pinterest and belong to the rightful owners.] Thank you ❤️✨

Dmitri Sokolov has destroyed men, empires, and kingdoms without blinking - but all it takes is one glimpse of him to bring the mafia king to his knees. Kiaan. The boy in flowing kurtas, his anklets ringing like whispers of temptation, spinning in a dance too beautiful to belong to mortal eyes. Before hundreds, he moved like a prayer, untouchable, untamed. But the moment Dmitri saw him, the decision was made. Kiaan would be his. Not admired from afar. Not worshipped from a distance. Possessed. Kept. Claimed. And Dmitri is not a man who knows how to take "no" for an answer. Even if it means shattering the innocence he so desperately covets.

Rihaan never believed in mountain legends... until one night in Himachal he saw them for himself- burning hazel eyes in the dark, a towering shadow, and a touch that still haunts his skin. When he woke, a whole week of his life was missing. His friends said they found him outside the cave. He said nothing. But the dreams never left. Neither did the burn inside his body. And years later, when those same eyes returned-this time holding everything Rihaan thought he'd lost- he realized the legend had only just begun. --- # 1 indianbl - 15/12/2025 # 1 desibl - 15/12/2025