Prologue Rain hit the city like it wanted revenge. The streets below glowed with blurred lights and reflections, cars moving like ghosts through the storm while thunder shook the glass walls of the penthouse. Inside, silence.Heavy silence. The kind that made breathing feel too loud. Noeul stood near the massive windows, his fingers trembling slightly around the glass of whiskey he hadn't touched. His heart was beating too fast. Too hard. Behind him, someone moved. Slowly. Calmly. "Are you scared of me?" Boss's voice was soft. That was what made it worse. Noeul let out a quiet laugh, forcing confidence into it. "Should I be?" The room fell silent again. Then- A hand reached past him. Boss took the untouched glass from Noeul's hand and placed it down carefully on the table beside them. Every movement was controlled. Precise. Noeul hated how calm he always looked. Like nothing in the world could shake him. Boss stood close now.Too close. "You're shaking," he murmured. "I'm cold." "That's a lie." Noeul swallowed hard. Boss's eyes slowly lifted to meet his reflection in the window. Dark eyes. Unreadable eyes. The type of eyes that looked empty one second... then terrifyingly intense the next. "You keep looking at the door," Boss said quietly. "Do you want to leave?" Noeul opened his mouth.Nothing came out.Because the truth was... He didn't know anymore. Boss stepped even closer until Noeul could feel warmth behind him. "Say it," Boss whispered. The storm outside grew louder. Noeul finally turned around, anger flashing through his fear. "You think you can control everything." For the first time that night- Boss smiled. Not warmly. Not kindly. The kind of smile that made something feel deeply wrong. "I already do." Noeul's breath caught. And then Boss gently fixed the collar of Noeul's shirt like a loving boyfriend would. Soft. Careful.Terrifying. "You should've never walked into that hotel that night," Boss said quietly.A pause.Then- "Now it's too late to leave."

He waited for centuries... Watching time pass, empires fall, and the world change- But his promise never faded. When Rain steps into a museum filled with forgotten pasts, he unknowingly awakens something that should have remained buried. A face in a painting. A life he doesn't remember. A man who looks at him like he belongs to him. Payu has finally found him again. And this time... he won't let him go- even if it means dragging Rain back into a past written in blood.

⚠️ Boys' Love (BL) - Mature Content My life was perfectly fine... until Akhi showed up. I gave my heart to a man who never intended to keep it. Akhi was supposed to be my protector. Instead, he dragged me into a war between two mafia families and turned me into a pawn in a game I never agreed to play. Then everything started changing. The man I trusted began pulling away. The closer I got to him, the more secrets seemed to surround us. And somewhere in the shadows, a Mafia Prince known only as the Silver Mask was being hunted. I don't know what connects Akhi to that war. I don't know why certain things about me seem to unsettle him. And I certainly don't know why the closer we get, the more dangerous the truth becomes. All I want is to know who I really am before it's too late. One mask. Two mafia. One deadly game. Some games end in obsession. Ours ends in CHECKMATE. Tags: Dark Romance • MafiaBL • Psychological Thriller

Recogiendo los pedazos de su matrimonio, Madison decide tomar su camino lejos de su esposo. Leandros guarda con recelo su roto corazón bajo la capa del hombre mujeriego, detesta del amor y lo que conlleva. Libro #2 Mini serie griegos #2

#13 en Otros. #62 Fanfiction Come Around llega después del Instant Crush y la fugaz relación que los protagonistas mantuvieron. Un Mini Fan-Fiction de lenta actualization. Separaron caminos, millones de kilometros les apartaban, pero seguían siendo el complemento uno del otro. Trataron de olvidar, pero lo único que lograron fue aumentar el deseo de estar juntos. Charlie había comenzado su tour Europeo, Marco jugaba las eliminatorias de la próxima copa del mundo. El destino empezó a jugar con ellos y con las posibilidades de encontrarse. La distancia se comenzó ha acortar, los sentimientos ha agigantarse y los problemas mediáticos les seguían persiguiendo.

"Deja que te admire. Deja que te escuche. Deja que te toque con suavidad. Deja que sus manos se unan. Deja que él te ame. Deja que te ame por un mes, un año, una eternidad. Y al final, se quien marque su vida así como él marco la tuya." ©LiebeReus