Guys, just so you know this story is fictitious. A relationship or any of this would not happen this quickly. I'll try to write one more... Realistic sometime. Please enjoy though!! I saw her. I watched in amazement as she walked through doors of my college. Black pants with grey and black striped button up shirt. Her hair, dark brown, fell beautifully down her back. She kept kinda quiet but not in a shy way. She gave off an aura of confidence. She had a fire in her eyes. My knees went weak as my heart pace raced as she passed by. I had to hold my locker to keep standing and I swear... She glanced at me and smirked when she saw me. My name is Jack. A simple name, a simple guy, with a simple insatiable desire. To serve. I'm a pet, a slave, a submissive. I knew when I saw her... I knew I belonged to her.

When a bubbly track star meets a grumpy Dutch baller... A college sports romance between two polar opposites.

He came for the debt. He stayed to claim her soul. Viktor Volkov rules Moscow's underworld with an iron fist and ice in his veins. As pakhan of the most feared Bratva syndicate, he's used to people paying what they owe - in blood, money, or broken bones. When Viola Isley's brother Liam steals two million rubles and disappears like the spineless coward he is, Viktor doesn't waste time chasing a ghost. He goes straight for what's left behind: her. Viola never signed up for her brother's mistakes. She's just trying to survive - long shifts at the café, cramped apartment in a crumbling Soviet block, nights alone with nothing but her thoughts and the endless Moscow snow. She doesn't know that for weeks, a predator has been watching her every move. Tracking her phone. Hacking her laptop camera. Sitting in the shadows outside her window while she showers, while she sleeps, while she touches herself and whispers into the dark like she's begging for someone to hear. And Viktor hears everything. He knows the exact way she takes her coffee (black, two sugars). He knows the route she takes on the metro every morning at 7:15 sharp. He knows the soft little gasps she makes when she comes on Thursdays, fingers buried deep, back arched against the bathroom tiles. He's memorized it all, jerked off to it in the back of his Maybach more times than he can count, and now the obsession has burned away whatever patience he had left.....

-𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 is an innocent, kind, and unshakable girl that is...until 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝; the Star quarterback, he's untouchable, mysterious and the guy she's tutoring that decides he wants her. He watches, waits, and tests her boundaries. Desire turns dangerous, and obsession doesn't play fair between these two ☆ "Did you really think you could keep me away?" He murmurs as his hands close around my wrists, not rough, but firm enough to remind me who's in control. He lifted them above my head, and I kept my eyes on the hallway. "Two weeks no contact, that really hurt me," The grip around my wrists tightened. "You can run all you want, but I will always be right there..." His eyes dropped down my body, while his one free hand dragged down my sides before running across my ribs causing a shiver. "Ten steps ahead ready to snatch you up into the darkness until it consumes you whole" My breath was caught in my throat, I'm scared, really scared because this wasn't the guy I had hung out with. I didn't want to cry or show weakness, but he's really off right now. He leaned into me, close enough to my ear before speaking. "I knew this was coming. It's a pattern with you." I couldn't bring myself to tell him to stop and that I'm scared while the tears streamed down my face. And It was simply because I didn't want him to. "I always get what I want and right now you deserve a punishment for how you talked to me," My teary eyes met his as he tilted his head and slowly shook it. "All I want right now is you bent over my lap; your bare ass up and prepared for me to play with my pussy while your head is in my lap." I tried to blink the tears away as I felt my nipples get hard just from those words and the wetness coming over my body made me feel disgusted with myself. I never wanted something more. ❝Please Killian,❞ said below a whisper, knowing exactly what I was askin

🎇 ━━ ❪ 𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙼𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙻𝚂 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝚁𝚈 𝙲𝙻𝚄𝙱 ❫ ❛ ⁱ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵇᵒʳᵉᵈ ᵒʳ ᵘⁿʰᵃᵖᵖʸ, ⁱ'ᵐ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ˢᵒ ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵍᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷⁱˡᵈ. ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʷⁱⁿᵈ, ⁱ'ᵐ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃᵗᵉʳ. ⁿᵒᵇᵒᵈʸ'ˢ ˢᵒⁿ, ⁿᵒᵇᵒᵈʸ'ˢ ᵈᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ. . . ❜. 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, you'd be smart to get that through your fucking skull, 𝒋𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒐𝒏!! in which cleopatra beauchêne, the half-blood daughter of the goddess of strife, has a plan to say 'fuck you' to zeus && all the other big wig gods that took one look at her mother [ and her and her siblings by proxy ] and counted them out. a plan that in her mind included going on quests, constantly forcing herself to be the very best at everything to force their focus - but quickly shifts to something else when her natural impertinence towards the gods leads her into the company of the loud mouthed, hyperactive, sea-brained son of poseidon. 🎇 ━━━ Percy Jackson & the Olympians ! FEM!OC x Percy Jackson Lightning Thief thru The Last Olympian Book One of Two The Elegy of Strife Dec. 12th, 2025 To Be Determined strdst © 2026

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺" 𝙁𝙄𝙍𝙀𝘾𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙆𝙀𝙍. was the way everyone decided Cara Levine-Anderson, she was a free spirit, crazy, or plain stupid depending on who you ask. Living in Carp was like living under a rock, nothing happens. Ever. But, If you were a teen in Carp then there was one thing you knew, rather you wanted to join or hated it you knew Panic. When talking about Panic one name always got mixed in; Cara Levine-Anderson. She was wanted to join since she was in eighth grade. Cara wasn't one to shy away from danger; she was loud and fearless, she had an explosive personality which is exactly how she got here nickname. 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙉𝙀𝙒 𝙆𝙄𝘿. Dodge Mason. He was the new kid in Carp, even after living there a year he was still the new kid. No one really knew anything about Dodge, he was a simple guy, he worked at a dinner and stayed to himself. Everyone knew everyone in Carp, they barely got new people in town. So, when the Mysterious loner joins the dangerous games everyone knew to be Panic. He gains more popularity when he is thrown head head first into dangerous when all he's trying to do is figure out who hurt his family. ~~ Tiny short hiatus! (Dodge Mason x fem! oc) PANIC (2021)

Two Omegas, one pack, a love forbidden by law. Locked up in the omega facility for thirteen years, Sadie's lost hope she'll ever find a mate when Jake appears bruised and bleeding at her door. While Sadie fights the ghosts of her past, Jake is unwilling to face his future as an Omega, even though he has a pack waiting for him at home. Their blooming relationship is heading straight for disaster, when one of them is due for a heat. Without an alpha a heat can have deadly consequences, but mating with one is a sure way to break two Omega's hearts. "What am I?" "Mine," he hissed. "I want you to be mine." "Then make me." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is an mmmfmm omegaverse reverse harem/why choose story - it's also a non-shifter OV. There will be a happy end (at some point). This is intended for 18+ because it will include mature content as the story progresses. Part 1 ends on a cliffhanger. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm gonna include trigger warnings as they come up, as I'm still in the process of writing. So far that includes: eating disorder, past abuse, attempted rape (past), dub con, and if you feel something should be mentioned, that I didn't, please let me know and I'll include it.

In a post-apocalyptic world where men are Omegas, and women are Alphas... Crushed by a bus, Quinn should be dead. Instead, she found herself in the body of a fictional character- Euodia, the antagonist in an R21 Boys Love apocalyptic novel featuring vampires, shifters and fairies. A villainess who had been killed by the seven main characters, the Omega kings of the uprising. Quinn knew that she should stay out of their path. That the only way for her to live was to survive in the wastelands-a feat that was not difficult with her newfound ability to cast spells and purchase items from her past. But the kingdom came to realise that Omega men could not survive without an Alpha mate; that children were no longer born; and too many females had been killed in the war between Alphas and Omegas. Quinn should be exempted from the Mating Laws. Nobody cared for a Beta-a human-like Alpha that could never satisfy an Omega. Still, they kidnapped her; made her serve the men. And in the elite halls of Azarius, she found the seven kings who had murdered Euodia in cold blood. Her soulmates. And as much as they hated her, they needed her to survive.

Synopsis: When Linnea, a fiercely practical modern-day corporate powerhouse, is dropped into a primitive Beastworld, she does what any good CEO would do: she monopolizes the local economy, invents high fashion, and accidentally acquires a harem of five terrifying (but hopelessly devoted) apex predators. Managing a 112-year-old snake, a 19-year-old tiger prodigy, a dramatic silver wolf, an aristocratic eagle, and an overly eager merfolk prince is the ultimate test of middle management. Throw in a magical, multi-species baby boom, hostile corporate takeovers (read: bear and hyena attacks), and toddlers who can shapeshift, and Linnea must use every strategy in her arsenal to keep her feral family in line and her trading empire booming. It's not just a Beastworld romance; it's a masterclass in corporate governance! (I really enjoy creating this story. It's so much fun imagining so many chaotic characters in this beautiful family.- SellyDMelly)