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Try Break Me (18+)  par AraSanWoo2_0
AraSanWoo2_0
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"I always think.. what my life meant. Why I was alive.." Haru said with a shaking voice. Then he added, "And the answer was always.. always only to kill you." Akiro just smirked like a brat, like he is winning the game. But Haru's knife was already at Akiro's neck. Haru could kill him anytime. So why was Akiro smiling? This game of death started twenty years ago, when Akiro and Haru were in kindergarten. Haru lived only to kill Akiro. And Akiro was complicated. he was a bully, now a cult leader and a man who committed mass murder. Let's dive deep into their hate and love. Trigger Warning:- This story contains mass murder, a psycho cult leader and extreme violence in love and friendship. It's for adult readers only and read at your own risk.
FERAL ATTRACTION par adjoaq
adjoaq
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Jake T. Anderson vs. Alfredo Barbieri When primal instincts collide. Jake T. Anderson has battled monsters, navigated cutthroat council politics, and survived power plays that could level nations-but nothing prepared him for Alfredo Barbieri. A two-century-old vampire with a mouth that never quits and a body that practically begs for discipline, Alfredo is chaos incarnate. And from the moment Jake lays eyes on him, he knows one thing for certain-this chaos is his to command. The vampire pushes every limit, claws at every rule-but soon, he will learn exactly what it means to kneel for his mate. Not out of weakness, but because deep down, he craves to submit to that one person who sees the wildfire in him... and chooses to burn alongside it. Alfredo Barbieri has survived streets, syndicates, and centuries of darkness-but nothing shakes him like Jake T. Anderson. The werewolf alpha is seven feet of raw power, ruthless charm, and dominant energy that threatens to rip the ground right out from under him. He doesn't ask. He commands. And worse- Alfredo like it. The alpha sees straight through the bravado, the sarcasm, and the centuries-old armor Alfredo hides behind-and dares him to misbehave, just for the pleasure of correcting it. He should run. Should fight. But the terrifying truth is that Alfredo wants to be his. Not his pet. Not his prize. But his to tame. His to break. His to own. One vampire's chaos. One alpha's control. And one bond neither of them saw coming.