These were one shot Au's / Fanfics I compile. I write as per request..or when ideas came flooding my naughty mind..whatever.. Publishing this back, because, why not? Enjoy!

Mew Suppasit rich, famous actor and singer, having a psychic stalker that freaked him alot. A friend suggested him a bodyguard and security guard called Gulf Kanawut. But what is behind this hard faced Gulf? The day Mew saw the Scars on Gulfs back, that he tried to hide and cover with tattoos, he felt like he want to heal the wounds that makes Gulf so ice cold. Two different people, two different backgrounds, one rich with a golden spoon in his mouth, the other struggles since childhood with a bad fate. What will they be? Friends? Enemies? Lovers? Zee and Saint as sidecouple with smut too.

- the alternative ending you wished for. the alternative ending to my Hanahaki Disease MewGulf AU "A Beautiful & Painful Love".

Acting was ok, it was scripted but everything that came after had been their own volition. They say actions speak louder than words but the two should've known it was never a reliable way of communication. It was simply not enough to convey their feelings. PDA: Public Display of Affection.

Mew and Gulf have been dating for 2 years now and they've been through alot of up and downs but their love for each other has kept them together. Mew is a rich 3rd year student in university and Gulf is from an average family and was in his first year. Mew gets jealous easily and Gulf is usually insecure of himself for not being a good partner to Mew, but obviously Mew's love changes him. Authors note: This story is very similar to a one shot story concept as each chapter has a different scene except all the chapters are sorta connected together. Some angst, some 18+, and a few parts from the original eps(in a different situation tho) r included😁 Highest ranking: #2 for Tharntype

Tharn is hopelessly in love with his childhood best friend, Type. At least, he thought it was hopeless, until the Moon blessed him by making Type his mate. Type is looking forward to finding out who is mate is. But when he discovers his mate is not only a male, but also his best friend, Type rejects the idea of having a mate entirely. And yet... each month when his heat hits, Type can't find it in himself to resist Tharn. [FAN FICTION VERSION] • Prequel to "Resisting The Heat [TinCan 18+]" • ~~~ A "TharnType the Series" story. Characters belong to MAME, story belongs to me. ~~~ STARTED: Feb. 5th, 2020 COMPLETED: May 27th, 2020

Type is now a physical therapist and Tharn a music producer. They've been in love for seven years and face their biggest challenges in the form of Fiat, who is in love with Type, and the question of marriage. Please stay tuned for the one shots of their love scenes from season 2!

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

*sequel of Mercy* After the tragic 'break-up' that has taken place between Athena and Vincenzo, she went to college to busy herself and distract her from the heartache he caused. It's now a year and a half later, and Athena has returned home for the holidays. She has matured in many ways and promised herself never to be naïve again, to never let someone in her heart that easily. She swore to never succumb to anyone - especially if that someone is named Vincenzo. But as soon as she lays her eyes back on Vincenzo, all that she has promised herself flies out of her mind. She starts doubting all her promises because she knows that she won't be able to resist his charms. And deep down she wonders if she really has moved on from him.

In which an eighteen-year-old succumbs to an older man . . . "I can't resist him, even though I tried. Call me weak, pathetic, my ears are deaf except if it's his voice they're listening to. Because no matter what, just one touch and I'm at his mercy."