Meng Yang had done a lot of stupid and wrong things in his life. Jumping around like a clown, annoying and unpleasant. Only after his tragic death did he know that he was a cannon fodder written in a book who only existed to set off the protagonist shou. Although he certainly had done things to hate, the protagonist gong and the protagonist shou were not totally innocent. The protagonist gong betrayed him first, then the protagonist shou framed him. So when he was reborn, he decided... Marry the protagonist gong's rich father and give the protagonist a few younger brothers to divide the property. He wanted to be pregnant soon but thinking that the old man was getting older it would be more difficult. But he didn't expect that the old man was not only strong, he was even more handsome than the protagonist gong. The steady momentum and charm of that mature man was so attractive that a certain person couldn't close their legs...ahhhh, he accidentally told the truth. He just couldn't hold his mouth. Luo Xiu and his ex-wife had been in a business marriage and were divorced for many years. He really did not expect that he would marry a boy so much younger than him, that he would become an extra son to raise. He just didn't expect this delicate and tender little guy to be so attractive, making him pamper him and spoil him and eventually take his heart. ************* Short Title: SWWOM Alternate Title: 豪门老男人的二婚男妻 Author: Tangerine Boat NOTE: THE STORY IS NOT MINE AND ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER.

Lin Mian Mian, age 23, was died in a car crash. He was transmigrated to a world where there are three genders: the male, female, and ger. Gers are males that can carry children and give birth like females. To classify males from gers, gers have these red markings called cinnabar that corresponds to their fertility: the darker the red the higher the ability of the ger to conceive. Lin Mian Mian was transferred to a body of a ger with light-colored cinnabar. His first time after transmigrating, Lin Mian Mian was assaulted by a good-looking perverted man! "Let's do it, babe. Time to make babies," the stranger withdrawn his fingers leaving a wide gap to the exit. Lin Mian Mian: ???! *Boy's Love *This is an original Work. *Happy Reading! 😂😂😂

Second book in Their Boys series. MxB Meet 18 year old Corey Reylan, a shy sweet boy who could never be what his homophobic parents wanted, no matter how hard he tried. Now meet Hayden Lawson, the 32 year old CEO of a well-known Security Company. He is strict, and aloof, unless you are someone close to him, then he is the kindest, most caring and above all, the most protective man you will ever meet. What happens when you put these two together at a special dinner arranged by Corey's parents? Read and find out.

When Leslie Jordan, a CEO and Dom feels pulled to a shy and introvert of a man, he is faced with the struggle of getting him to open up and talk. With a past of pains and struggles and the weight of traumas will Ethan be able to let Leslie in?

Trilogy part 3 - Finally accepting that the man he is in love with is You Know Who, Harry has now to accept the consequences of being the lover of Lord Voldemort. And all that comes with the package. Can Voldemort give Harry the peace Harry asked for? Does Harry's thirst for war accepts it? Cover by @Maya_0196 (WP)(FFdotNet)(AO3)

OMEGAVERSE STORY "Where are you going this time of the night?" Asks Alpha. "Umm...to a different room to sleep," replies omega. "Why? Shouldn't a wife be sleeping with his husband, hm?" He asks in a leisurely tone. Omega-wife, sweating a little, "Ah, not necessarily..." Alpha-husband raises his brow, "Come back." "Don't wanna!" The big Alpha stands up. "Then I should ca--" "No! Stop! I'm coming!" Shouts omega. Angrily stomping back into the room.

Du Fen may be a Ger, but that doesn't mean he has to roll over for any man. No way! He has worked too hard up until now to be seen as a "real man" to throw it all away just because his father arranges his marriage... Even if that man is the Emperor himself! The Emperor never asked for a bride, let alone a male one. If his father's wishes were not set down in writing and he didn't value that family so, he would not have agreed to such a thing at all. But you know, now that he's met the young master.... It would be a shame not to eat such a tempting morsel.

Saigon returns to Northern Ridge with mixed feelings. He can't seem to get Archer off of his mind. The moment he sees him, Saigon knows his childhood crush hadn't dull with time. It had only grew and he's willing to do anything to have Archer as a mate. He tries to gain Archer's attention but the boy is too busy chasing after girls. The idea of being mates seems like a lost cause. The competition drives Saigon to make a horrible mistake and Archer finds out about his feelings. Archer immediately rejects him. Devastated, Saigon leaves for college before he could make their already broken relationship worse. But when a certain defeated werewolf turned up on his doorstep, Saigon hopes one day he'll be able to convince this dominant to be his sub.

He abandoned me, He used me, He lied to me, When all i do is love him. Maybe a little to much. It's hard to forget what he did to me but still in my corner of heart beats his name. Now, i'm really hate him. I can't stand him. But what happened when he comes to the company where i working there. How can i move on if he keep molests me, and be very possessive not to mention possessive don't get well with jealousy. //// Slow update/////

'There was never a time, a place, or a need to show your flawed-self when creating the perfect representative to speak for the broken you, was the solution.' We have all in one way or another, at one point or another lived our lives donning on masks to cover up what we have deemed as the ugly, undesirable, unlovable, unforgivable, parts of ourselves from those around us...from the world. Creating illusions far exceeding all expectations in attempts to not only hide from others but to hide and bury from ourselves what was going on inside. But it was all a facade, an armored perfectly calculated flawless facade to mask pain, anger, and bitterness. It's near-perfect creation, all an illusion, a believable illusion, but an illusion nonetheless where controlling the narrative of how you are viewed and perceived by the world, are the only tools you have to protect both your sanity and your life. The ultimate goal of every human being. But what happens when everything you have carefully build was threatening to crumble? When living a lie was no longer enough? When the perfect mask was no longer enough to cover my broken soul?