I never intended to get involved with the heathens, really. I mean, I didn't mind helping Landon with the pranks he pulls on the heathens, but getting directly involved with one of the members? Hmm, wasn't what I ever wanted. Now Killian Carson has his eyes set on me, and no matter what I do or try to run away, he won't back off. He even went as far as to trick Glyndon, my cousin, into dating him to get a reaction from me. Now, I'm not one to back off from a challenge. I will make him pay. I'm Creighton King, and Kings never bow. 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱: 11-10-25 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: 𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱: 𝗑𝗑𝗑 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐢 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 !!

Landon King has always lived by control. He thrives on the quiet certainty that no matter how the board is set, he will always find a way to win. Enter an unexpected pregnancy which fractures his carefully constructed life, forcing him into a decision that has nothing to do with love and everything to do with power. Jeremy Volkov is a man shaped by obsession, dominance, and a history defined by conflict rather than affection. What binds them now is not desire or regret, but something far more dangerous: ownership. Control has always been Landon King's strength-until it becomes the thing most worth protecting.

As the heir to my family's empire, I'm expected to marry the perfect woman, produce heirs, and lead with an iron fist. But none of that ever felt right. Then comes him: Yulian. The one man I can't control. I've hated him for years, ever since I was a child, when I was kidnapped by his father and we met for the first time. But somewhere, between the anger and the betrayal, something dark and dangerous ignited. Yulian is my obsession, my twisted need. And he's a threat to everything I thought I wanted. I can't escape the pull of what he makes me feel. Yulian wants me just as much as I want him, and maybe that's the problem. I know it will destroy me, us, but it's a hunger I can't outrun. This is a story of control, desire, and consuming obsession. And in the end, I know one thing for sure: Yulian is the one thing I can't let go of, no matter the cost.

Killian Carson x OC fmc. I've known him my entire life, I consider him one of my best friends, and I like to think he returns the sentiment. He can be infuriating, hostile, and there's always the chance that his demons will take over control of his body. But Killian Carson is my friend, and I don't intend to turn my back on him now or ever. After I return to England to take my MBA at Royal Elite University, something starts to change. The dynamic between us changes into something unfamiliar, and I don't know how to stop it. Or if I WANT to stop it. As Killian starts to engrave himself in my heart in a way no one has before, I can't help but think that Annika is right; I'm either in for the ride of my life, or they'll find me in a ditch somewhere. Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Legacy of Gods characters, or any other characters except for my OC, Bela Nash. They all belong to Rina Kent, and any lines or scenes that can be found in the original books also belong to her. Author's note: I have taken the liberty of changing some of the characters in this story from their original versions. There were things about them and/or their actions I didn't like, and therefore decided to change in my story. Most notably, there will be no rapists in this story (maybe mentioned in backstories, but I will put a trigger warning in those chapters if I decide to include it). I understand if you didn't like Killian in the original story, but if you could judge my version of him based on his actions in THIS story, I would be very grateful.

"Matryoshka" A doll that learns to love the hands that crack its porcelain and the hands that mend it. ________________________________________ Jeremy had me pinned against the shattered remains of an antique mirror, glass teeth biting into his palms as he struggled to keep his breathing even. "Adorable" Jeremy cooed, pressing the cold barrel of a gun beneath my chin. "You're shaking." A razor-blade smile. "With rage." Lie. My stomach coiled tight as Jeremy's free hand slid under my shirt counting my ribs like a butcher pricing cuts. "Liar." The safety clicked off. "Your pulse is begging me to stop." I forced a laugh, even as my vision blurred at the edges. "Then you're bad at listening." The gun fired into the ceiling and I flinched, shame burning hotter than the gunpowder scent between them. Jeremy licked the tear from my cheek. "There it is." {Jeremy x Landon}

After many conflicts, the old enemies finally made peace, but could everyone accept this peace?Jeremy Volkov Could he ignore everything that had happened in an instant? Of course he couldn't, just as London King had no intention of accepting peace. Will this unforgettable enmity bind them together or make them hate each other more than ever? No one knows for sure.

𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒 #𝟐 "HIS TOUCH WAS SUPPOSED TO BE TOXIC,YET IT IGNITED A LONGING I COULDN'T RESIST." I'm the storm that rages, untamed and wild, Jeremy Volkov, the steel that binds me, my greatest rival. He thinks I'm his to claim, but he's mistaken, I'm a flame that burns with intensity. I crave him, this ruthless, cold-blooded man, The way he makes me burn, like wildfire in the sand. But our love is forbidden, impossible to resist, A game of power and seduction, where I'll never submit. He's my enemy, my foe, But I'll never let go.