「 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐯𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 」 ❝So... this is the one?❞ His voice was low, and husky. ❝Please... don't hurt me❞ the boy whispered. A slow smile curved the man's lips. ❝Aren't you just the cutest little thing I've ever seen?❞ ───────────────── Etienne Theodore is all innocence and wide eyed wonder. A boy lost in his own world of stuffed bunnies and imaginary kingdoms. He lives in a small house in Moscow with his abusive, alcoholic father. Innocent, pure and untouched. A little angel drifting through a world too cruel for him. And then there's Aleksander Volkov. Bratva king. The wolf. All seven deadly sins wrapped in one man. Raised in hell, bending both heaven and hell to his will. He is the devil incarnate. When Etienne's father is buried under debt, he is sold to him. Aleksander had never known innocence... until he saw Etienne, fragile and wide eyed, clutching his bunny in his tiny, trembling hands. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦. ─────────────────

「 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞」 ❝Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,❞ he prays in a low growl against my ear, right before he drives his thick cock into me. My head hits against the wooden confessional booth, and stars burst behind my eyes as I feel him growing bigger inside me. ❝Aeri,❞ he breathes, voice rough and reverent. ❝Mine.❞ ───────────────── 𝐀𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞: I'm mute. I haven't spoken since the night my world drowned in blood and screams. My stepbrother made sure I never forgot what I'd done. His fists, his venom, his cruel hands. They were my punishment. Everyone else sees a broken orphan. They're easy to fool with silence and sad eyes. But not him. Aaron Deveraux. Leader of The Reapers. He saw through me from the first rose left on my bakery doorstep. Then came the shadows and the suffocating certainty that he was always near. I try to run, but he likes it when I run. 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐱: I was born in blood, raised beneath the eyes of God, and taught that every sin demands punishment. I am the son of Christ. I'm not supposed to want him. The quiet little ghost with flour on his hands and forest green eyes that speak the words his lips refuse to say. I'm not supposed to burn for the one thing my faith forbids. But I do. Aeri Vale. He bakes bread to feed the living, and I break bones to save their souls. We were never meant to touch, but Father put this hunger in me for a reason. So I'll drag him into my hell, wrap my bloodstained hands around his light and ruin him until he's on his knees beside me. Too stained for heaven and too fucking mine to ever leave. Even if I have to break him first. ─────────────────

「 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨」 ❝You like being hunted, don't you, little thing? Knowing every fucking breath you take makes me want to pin you down and fuck you right there.❞ ───────────────── Cyril Roosevelt doesn't belong at L'Académie Sainte-Marie. A prestigious Parisian college for the rich and powerful. Cyril is none of those things. He's poor, painfully shy and far too soft. Just the scholarship student everyone overlooks. But someone is watching him. He starts getting gifts. Roses with no sender and handwritten letters calling him his little mouse. Messages from an unknown number that seem to know exactly where he is. Exactly what he's wearing, exactly who he's talking to, and exactly when he's alone. And then there's Deimos King. The mafia prince everyone fears, and the monster Cyril can't outrun. But what scares Cyril most isn't Deimos's reputation. It's the way Deimos looks at him. Like this isn't the beginning, but something that started long before Cyril ever noticed. The walls close in when Cyril receives an invitation to a secluded mansion with masked faces, and a Halloween "party" that feels more like a trap. Obsession has a name. And it's coming for him. ─────────────────

"I want to fuck you," he said, low and filthy. My breath hitched. "W-what?" "I said I want to fuck you, Professor." He pressed closer, towering over me, his hard manhood grinding slowly against my thigh. "I want to bury my cock inside you and feel how tight you are." Logic screamed warnings in the back of my mind, but they were drowned out by the heavy ache between my legs and the way my hole clenched at his words. I found myself nodding slowly, heart pounding. ____________ Professor Kelly Roman, spends all his time drowning in work; teaching mathematics, tutoring his students, going home and repeating the cycle. There is nothing more to that, that's his life and that's what he is satisfied with. But what happens when a new student comes along and interferes with that daily routine? A student that most teachers tend to avoid, to fear...but why? Kelly doesn't understand but he also doesn't care, all he cares about is work. So what happens when that new student takes a liking to the professor? Will Professor Kelly push him away like he always does with people who want him, or will he be devoured by the mysterious student?

Finn Lynch lives a quiet, tranquil life in a rural village in the mountains. Her life may lack spontaneity and excitement, but at least it's peaceful. And if it's a little lonely too, then she can't complain too much - she's still happy, after all. When her uncle asks her to house a defector from the magical war he's involved in, Finn agrees reluctantly despite her concerns that the presence of Regulus Black in her home will disrupt the careful peace she's been cultivating for years. Nothing could prepare her for what an insufferable prick he is. [marauders era] [regulus black x muggle oc] [enemies to lovers] ** updates on wednesdays **

Lucas Sawyer has gotten used to being forgotten. His twin brother Mark, captain and star quarterback, everyone's favorite, gets the spotlight. Lucas doesn't drink, he doesn't smoke, he doesn't go to parties. His life is safe and logical, and that's exactly how he likes it. But when his brother's football rival and worst enemy, Damien Castillo, starts work at the same small bakery, everything changes. Damien is Lucas' worst nightmare: an arrogant heartbreaker with a bad reputation, who threatens to ruin all his careful plans. Lucas hates him. Right? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story was inspired by @hipstateasee's "Knight", and I have her permission. All credit to her for the great premise!

Knox has spent years perfecting the art of not giving a damn. He has spent his whole life keeping people at arm's length, working late shifts, smoking through the exhaustion, and surviving each day with the numb detachment of someone who learned too young that caring only leads to pain. The art club he joins for extra credit is supposed to be just another chore. Instead, he founds a new obsession and four artist that, turns out, aren't as bad as he thought. Knox doesn't want redemption. He doesn't believe in healing arcs or clean endings. But as the weight of his past presses closer, and the present demands choices he can no longer postpone, he's forced to confront a question he has never allowed himself to ask: What happens when running is no longer enough?

When good meets really, really, really bad. ****** Daniel Harper is down on his luck as he struggles to pay for his sophomore year at NYU. After a failed attempt at selling drugs, he gets offered a deal too good to be true: Date the heir to the Vittori mafia. Lucien Vittori is New York's playboy and future heir to the Vittori mafia. After being matched to a stranger he finds alluring, Lucien has now set his eyes on a no one but Daniel. And he'll be sure to take full advantage of him. <trigger warning for this story>

Connor Johnson seems like an ordinary boy on the outside, but on the inside he's plagued by depression, an eating disorder and complex anxiety. So what happens when he finally hits the end of the line and is forcibly sent to a home for troubled boys? Where love runs rampant in the air and tensions soar as high as the clouds. TW's (these will not be included at the start of chapters so take this as a final warning) Anorexia & Eating Disorder Self Harm Drug Abuse Abuse Smut PTSD Hallucinations/Schizophrenia Suicidal Thoughts & Ideation Hospitals Anxiety Slow Burn This story is NOT promoting, encouraging, romanticising or glorifying topics such as abuse, suicide, self harm, disordered eating, sexual abuse/misconduct or anything like that, it is just showing what the affects of it can be like especially for LGBT+ young people. Please be respectful in the comments and if anyone is struggling do reach out for support!

MATURE | 18+ "we're not supposed to be doing this." august said, breathless, basking in the proximity. ares smirked. "who cares? i'm in charge here." "he'll find out." but ares truly couldn't find a fuck to give. - august lopez lives with sean matthews, a famous boxer. august shows up to every match, he listens and he loves. sean does not do the same. ares cirillo is a famous boxer, well-known for being in a rivalry with sean matthews. ares wins most of his matches against his enemy, and is determined to win more. august shouldn't have been a prize to win, yet somehow he was. but he was so much more. - tw: abuse, violence, assault i do not encourage the behaviour in this book.