in which he and his childhood friend get drafted into the same team but face challenges when their arch rival has them wrapped around his finger. or in which, loving both of them might be the one thing that breaks him-or forces them all to finally face what they're running from. Heated Rivalry / Shane Hollander 𝓍 Ilya Rozanov 𝓍 Male Oc

During the zombie apocalypse, Taehyung discovered a bunker equipped with electricity, plumbing, and plenty of food. After spending a few months in the bunker, one day he heard a knock at the door. When he checked the security camera, he was surprised to see a zombie standing outside-a figure he recognized as Jeon Jeongguk, the infamous mafia boss.

Aurelio Valezan, 30 years old, feared by everyone and ruling Valeriath as a king - but he's forced to share that place with his rival, Dominic Arleston. Both are always fighting to be on top. One day, Aurelio meets his brother's best friend, Elias, and wants to sleep with him just once. But when he learns Elias is Dominic's younger brother, it becomes the perfect opportunity. Will Aurelio use Elias to reach the top, or will he fall for the boy instead? Elias Arleston, 22, is always polite, soft, and shy. He feared his family business and stayed away from it. But he still ends up falling for Aurelio - one of the most feared mafia bosses and his brother's biggest enemy. How will Elias cope with his feelings and the dangerous world he's stepped into?

Warning - Very mature content - 18+ Recommended Luca has always felt like someone was watching him. A shiver on his spine when he walked home at night. A shape in the corner of his eye that vanished when he turned. A pair of blue eyes that haunted his dreams long before he ever saw them in real life. He should have listened to his instincts. Because one night, Luca wakes from a nightmare to find a masked man lying in his bed- calm, patient, and claiming the space beside him like he owns it. He calls himself Jett, but that's all he gives. Not a face. Not a reason. Not a choice. Skull mask. Blue eyes. Leather gloves. A voice like gravel and sin. And an obsession that sinks its teeth in deep. Jett doesn't want money. He doesn't want silence. He wants Luca-every breath, every heartbeat, every terrified gasp. And he's willing to tear down the world to keep him. As Luca fights to reclaim his life, he begins to realize something far more horrifying: the man hunting him might be the only one who can save him from something worse. Because the shadows that follow Luca aren't just Jett. And monsters don't always wear masks... sometimes they make them. Dark. Twisted. Intimate. Unsettling. A horror-laced romance where fear becomes fascination... and the line between captor and protector shatters completely. Warning - Very mature content

"You're always talking about chocolate..." - his fingers slid under Sasha's chin, tilting his face up as he leaned closer, lips ghosting his ear - "but tell me, baby... would you let me find out if you're just as sweet?" Sasha blinking up at him, soft and wide-eyed, cheeks flushed: "Wha-? You're... you're weird," he mumbled, wriggling but not really pulling away, his little fingers gripping Dominic's shirt. Then, quieter, as his pout deepened. "...But you can't eat me. 'M not chocolate..." Dominic's lips curled into a dark, hungry smirk as he murmured back: "Oh, baby... you taste better than chocolate. And don't worry-" his fingers traced the line of Sasha's throat - "I don't plan on stopping at just one bite." ---- He was sugar in human form. Sweet. Fluffy. And a little messy around the edges. Sasha Clarke doesn't understand grumpy people - especially not the kind who glare at his chocolate cake like it personally offended them. But when a surly, sharp-eyed stranger mistakes him for his blind date and hijacks his afternoon, Sasha's world gets a whole lot more... interesting. Dominic Vale doesn't do sweet. Not desserts, not people, and definitely not wide-eyed little twinks who talk too much and lick frosting off their fingers without a care in the world. But there's something about Sasha - the way he giggles through his pouts, the way he makes everything soft and warm without even trying - that gets under his skin. He tells himself it's just a passing craving. But Sasha? Sasha plans to make sure Dominic gets hooked. A story of chocolate, sass, and a grumpy man who never stood a chance against sugar in human form.

IN WHICH Bella's siphoner cousin moves into a second supernatural infested town, where he just so happens to meet his soulmate. [M!OcxKlaus Mikaelson]

A misdelivered love letter meant for the school's cheerleader lands in her twin brother's locker, sparking an unexpected friendship that forces Oliver to face family secrets, his identity, and his growing feelings for the one boy he was never supposed to love. *** Oliver Grant wasn't trying to fall for Max Ellis. He had one job: slip a love letter into locker 166 and finally confess to Kate Ellis - the cool, untouchable cheerleader of his teenage dreams. Instead, it ends up in locker 168. Which belongs to Max Ellis - Kate's twin brother. Broody. Quiet. Star football player. Definitely not the person Oliver was supposed to fall for. And the worst part? Since that day, Max Ellis has been way too interested in Oliver Grant - showing up, sitting too close, smiling like he knows exactly what he's doing. The more Oliver tries to avoid him... ...the harder Max makes it to walk away. Now Oliver's life is spiraling into awkward hallway run-ins, mixed signals, and a growing suspicion that maybe - just maybe - the wrong locker wasn't a mistake at all.

"I am a hunter. Horse mounted, beast stabbing." The quiet town of Folks experiences more than one new kid within a year when Bella's arrival is followed months later by Angelo Choi. But something seems entirely off about the new, beautiful student. At least to Edward. He can't read Angelo's mind, and he doesn't like that level of unpredictability. Bella think's he's being dumb, keeping someone who's done nothing wrong at arm's length, but maybe Edward's worries hold some weight to them. (Just to explain myself, I was dared by a friend to write Twilight fanfiction. However, part of the dare was that I had to take it completely seriously, so here I am. I am not making fun of the fandom or the canon in any way shape or form (●'◡'●) I did actually read the first book. Or at least I listened to the audio book. This fic takes place at the end of the first book, right at the end of the school year in June and over the summer)

Olive Lark was the most introverted and shy person you'd meet at Hogwarts. With a rather heavy addiction to writing and a small ring of friends, you would never find her doing something wild and crazy for attention. Ironically, she had one of the most unique abilities that would attract attention even if she didn't want to. Ollie had the ability to willingly, and sometimes unwillingly, alter her appearance, also called a metamorphmagus. Fred and George Weasley, the best and only outgoing pranksters at Hogwarts find themselves at the mercy of their own pranks when a mysterious black cat often messed up their tricks and turned them against the twins. Ollie would never had guessed she'd be the one to secretly mess with the legacy Fred and George are trying to leave behind with their pranks. She also would never have found friends in the most unlikely of places as a result of her feline antics. Being dragged into an adventure as dark times approach, Olive's writing addiction and metamorphic abilities become more than just altering her looks and writing the most thrilling stories.