••Alexander Schulz, a grumpy and hard headed detective, decides to finally use his vacation leave to go to England... With his chaotic and energetic detective partner, Armani O'Connor. "What could go wrong?" In their wish for a peaceful adventure, they always seem to be haunted by mysteries waiting to be unraveled.••○ (This story is inspired by the anime OVA and manga "Fake"!)

Ezekiel and Idris are two powerful mafia lieutenants from rival families, each hardened by years of ruthless loyalty and ambition. Ezekiel is cold, calculating, and always in control, while Idris is fiery, impulsive, and fiercely protective of his family. Their paths cross in a heated confrontation that should have ended in bloodshed-but instead, it sparks something unexpected. As they face each other in tense standoffs and shadowy backrooms, a mutual respect and attraction begins to simmer beneath the hostility. Despite the dangers and betrayals around them, they find themselves drawn together, struggling between loyalty to their families and the forbidden bond growing between them.

BL story ha haryanvi🫣 > Rana: "Tu soch le Chaudhary, yah zameen Shekhawaton ki hai. Tere baap ki kursi ab purani ho li, aur tu... tu bas uske naam ka sahara le rha hai." (Think twice, Chaudhary. This land belongs to the Shekhawats. Your father's chair is old now - and you're just hiding under his name.) Devraj didn't flinch - just that faint smirk playing on his lips. > Devraj: "Naam purana sahi, par izzat aaj bhi naye note jaise chamak rahi hai, Rana. Aur kursi ke neeche sab jhukte hain... chahe Shekhawat ho ya Sher." (The name may be old, Rana, but the respect still shines like new money. And under the chair of power, everyone bows - whether a Shekhawat or a lion.) A short silence. But the way they looked at each other - it wasn't just rivalry. It was something darker... heavier... almost magnetic. Rana took a slow step forward, his eyes burning through Devraj's calm. > Rana: "Tere jese log vote se chalenge, main to jazbaat se chalta hu. Aur jab dil me aag lag jaave na, to kursi bhi jhukh jati hai." (Men like you run on votes, I run on emotions. And when the fire burns in my heart, even the throne bows down.) Devraj leaned in just enough - enough for the air between them to turn dangerous. > Devraj: "Bas farq itna hai, Rana - tu aag se khelta hai... aur main aag ko apne liye nachata hu." (The only difference, Rana - you play with fire... I make fire dance for me.) Their shoulders brushed as Rana passed by, eyes still locked - a silent promise, a war waiting to explode. Politics was never this personal before. But now... it was. Because under the Power, lay something far stronger - Pyaar.

Two mafia kings. One is pure ruthlessness. The other? Merciless to the core. They rule different worlds. But when fire meets fire... something has to burn. Arnav Singh, the silent storm of underworld, arrives in Italy for a wedding-his best friend's celebration. Suited in black, jaw sharp as a knife, eyes colder than death. He came for one night. One event. But that plan shatters the moment Ryan Blackwell sees him. Mafia boss of the Italian underworld. From across the grand hall, Ryan's eyes lock onto the stranger-dangerous, beautiful, untouchable. And Ryan? He has a weakness for pretty things. But he doesn't just want Arnav. He wants to own him. Dominate him. Break him. What Ryan doesn't realize is-Arnav belongs to no one. He's not prey. He's a beast wrapped in silk. And beasts don't bow. They bite. Arnav (voice like venom): "Touch me, and I'll make sure you scream for mercy before I snap every bone in your cursed body." Ryan (smiling darkly): "Mmm... threats turn me on pretty boy. You're going to beg tonight, baby. And I promise-I'll take my time." .

[Boy×Boy/ MM] ❝ 𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒍... 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚? ❞ [18+] 𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐔 doesn't do rules. As the rebellious younger son of one of the most powerful mafia families in the city, he carved out his own world-clean hands, expensive suits, and a life carefully built away from the bloodshed his brother, Enzo, controls. He had it all figured out. Until one night changed everything. 𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐎 doesn't make mistakes. Cold, calculated, and quietly terrifying, he is a mafia head-dangerous in the way that quiet things are. Not loud. Not dramatic. Just inevitable. He agreed to watch over Adrian as a favor to his bestfriend. One favor. That's all this was supposed to be. What he didn't agree to-was this. Forced together by a threat neither of them saw coming, bound by loyalty, history, and a deal that was never supposed to involve feelings-Adrian and Victor are everything the other swore they'd never want. But someone is watching. Someone who knows the Moreau's name... their address... their secrets... their history. And they're just getting started. But what happens when- When obsession replaces anger... When possession replaces distance... And when the truth finally surfaces- ❝ 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ...𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞? ❞ ⊱ 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 · 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 · 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 · 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 · 𝐁𝐋 ⊰