Trying my first omegaverse

Arthit has lived in pain for 50 years, and after Johan finds North he dedicates his time and life to taking care and looking out for them....But fate has other plans for him.

When Johan a 150 year old vampire meet his young cute human soulmate, what follows is a battle of restraint and patience while his little mate does everything to test them.

More fanfics with my obsession of Fourever You series and novels. All that is here is strictly fanfiction. Please support the original series, novels and author on official platforms. Book 1 with more stories is on my profile.

QUESTA STORIA NON APPARTIENE A ME La storia inizia quando Daotok si trasferisce in un nuovo condominio e scopre che il luogo è pieno di spiriti. La sua capacità di vedere e comunicare con i fantasmi è sia un dono che un peso. Accanto a lui c'è Arthit, un uomo perseguitato dagli spiriti e dalla misteriosa scomparsa dell'anima di sua madre. Quando i due si incontrano, la richiesta di aiuto di Arthit porta a una relazione inaspettata. La loro ricerca dello spirito scomparso si trasforma in un viaggio più profondo.

A wealthy businessman, widowed three years ago. Cold, controlled, emotionally distant. Lives in a mansion that feels more like a museum of memories. His world revolves around his son-yet he doesn't know how to be present.

This is the first time that I write fanfic English is not my first language M-preg

Secret but happy life of Johan and North's family M-preg

Johan held his gaze, his own dark eyes burning with a possessive fire. "Now you don't," he muttered, his voice low and dark, final. He pushed the gun deeper into North's mouth, forcing North to accommodate the invasive metal. A choked, guttural sound escaped North's throat as he fought the reflex to vomit. He was utterly violated, completely at this man's mercy. ________ In a mansion blazing like a gilded cage against the night, the Theerawong family is suffocating. Easter, the eldest son, sits in silent resignation, being prepared for a forced marriage to a ruthless kingpin, Hill Khonkaen. His brother, North, burns with a helpless rage, desperate to save him but powerless against the encroaching darkness. As the ceremony begins below, North hides in his room, watching the macabre spectacle from his window. But a pair of dark, perceptive eyes finds him in the shadows. Johan, a cold and calculating mafia and an associate of the groom, locks onto the frightened boy with a predator's interest. In that single glance, a new, more personal threat is born, and North realizes that while his brother is the sacrifice, he may be the prize.

North Natchanan is a razor-sharp lawyer with a mouth that never quits and a heart locked behind iron walls. He doesn't do messy, he doesn't do clingy-and he definitely doesn't do cops. But a drunken night, a locked stare, and one unforgettable mistake later, he's waking up tangled in the sheets with Johan, a possessive, unrelenting officer who's been watching him longer than North ever realized. Johan was already intrigued-dangerously so. But after that night? He's obsessed. Now, North's sarcasm and cool detachment only fuel Johan's need to claim him, protect him, own him. But North isn't about to fall in line just because a cop with a badge and bedroom eyes decides he wants more. In this twisted game of power, tension, and desire-who's really in control? A battle of wills, obsession, and slow-burning surrender begins. ______ Top rankings 🥇 #1 fanfiction 06/06/25 #1 manxman 08/06/25 #1 johannorth #1 maxybas #1 bas #1 johan #1 maxky #1 thaibl