Chan spent his life under rules that told him he was "wrong" for being who he is. Raised to obey, to hide, to please, he never had the chance to explore the world-- or himself. That changes when he stumbles into a pack of strangers who become more than friends: a family he chooses, a love he never thought possible, and a life where he finally belongs. Teasing, warmth, protection, and freedom-- they teach him that love doesn't follow rules, and that happiness is meant to be shared. ________________________________________ Please read trigger warnings ⚠️ Will be posted on my Ao3 eventually. ••• Please do not copy or translate without my permission. Thank you!

Seungmin is an omega who had lived most of his life in fear. After the death of his mother and his father's refusal to accept it, Seungmin deals with the abuse that follows. But what will happen when one day he had enough and runs away? Or when he is cornered by a pack from another territory? As his very dangerous father turns over every stone in search of him will he helplessly return to his past life...or will he be saved by the pack?

"Well, there is one thing that went according to plan. Lixie didn't make anything explode in Charms, just like you said!" "I set my book on fire with a Levitation spell." "But it didn't explode, did it?" OR Lee Felix and his friends are beginning their studies at Hogwarts, but their bonds are bound to strain when friendships and personal goals no long align. . "It's going to be okay, Lix. They'll warm up to you eventually, and they'll see just how amazing you are - and if they don't, then I'll kick their asses until they change their mind." (but not all promises are meant to be kept.)

Minho had a pack to look after. He was the alpha in charge, the one responsible for everyone's safety. As such, when a random rogue starts causing trouble on their territory, he takes it upon himself to handle the matter. What he didn't expect, however, was for the following encounter to change... well, everything.

"Oh, little one... We brought you here because we figured you deserved a chance. Wouldn't you like that? A chance to live a life where everything you could possibly desire is provided? A life where you will never go hungry again, where you'll always have a roof over your head and clean clothes on your body? A life where you'll never be lonely again, with seven people to love and care for you? A life where you won't have to be hurt, or hurt anyone ever again... Wouldn't that make you happy?" ... "It's okay, little one. You'll come around eventually." ~ Felix's life was a mess. A complete fuck-up. He had chosen to die, but a bunch of weirdos with a kiddie kink forced him to live. Seriously, what king of sick joke was this? (Chapter titles from "Spread My Wings" by Stray Kids) ~ NO SEXUAL CONTENT! NON-SEXUALIZED AGE REGRESSION!

They told Jisung to be careful with this one. They used words like "calculated", "emotionally disconnected", and "selectively mute." They said he doesn't bite - unless he wants to. They warned Jisung not to get attached, not to get comfortable. They never said he'd be beautiful. Jisung watches from behind the glass. The hybrid stands barefoot on the cold concrete floor, black tail flicking absently behind him like the second hand of a quiet clock. Minho. Cat-type. Government-labeled "unfit for civilian adoption" - until now. His ears twitch once. He's heard Jisung arrive. Minho doesn't look at him. He never does. That's the first thing Jisung notices about him - the deliberate ignorance. Most hybrids observe. Most hybrids flinch. Minho doesn't. Minho waits. Like a storm. Like a trap. The case file says he hasn't spoken in months. Not since the last handler, whose name is redacted. Jisung shouldn't be curious about that. But he is. He also shouldn't feel anything when the hybrid finally glances over his shoulder - just once - eyes flickering gold in the fluorescent light. He's not supposed to feel... watched. "You can open the door," a voice says behind him. Jisung hesitates. "I thought he was considered-" he starts, but the officer shrugs. "Dangerous? Yeah. But he likes the quiet ones." The door hisses open, and Jisung steps into the room. The air shifts immediately - cold, clinical, but the tension in his spine isn't from the chill. It's the way Minho tilts his head. The way he breathes. The way his eyes trail him like Jisung is the one being evaluated. "You're not scared," Minho says. Not a question. The first words he's spoken in half a year. And it's not Minho's voice that startles Jisung. It's the way it makes his chest tighten. Like he's just stepped into a room that locks from the inside.

One omega. Seven alphas. No escape Minho was meant to live a quiet life - unnoticed, untouched, unseen. Shy, introverted, and hidden behind layers of oversized sweaters and suppressant pills, he thought he could outrun the curse of being born an omega in a world ruled by alphas. He was wrong. They found him. Seven alphas: powerful, wealthy, obsessed. They said he was theirs. That he belonged to them. That the world outside would tear him apart, and only they could keep him safe. But safety comes with a price. And love, in their world, looks a lot like control. Now trapped in a luxurious mansion that feels more like a gilded prison, Minho begins to unravel the truth - his heat is rising, his body betraying him, and the pack that claims to love him would rather break him than ever let him go. This isn't romance. This is possession. And the most dangerous part? He's starting to like it.

where a struggling omega teacher finds their light after 24 years of darkness ⪼⪼

Han Jisung is a detective who's been hunting down one specific criminal for years. His name? Lee Minho, rich, mysterious, and totally untouchable. So when Jisung finally gets the chance to go undercover and get close to him, he doesn't hesitate... even if it means dressing up as a girl and working as one of his maids. Yep. A maid. With a wig and everything. The plan is simple: gather evidence, stay undercover, and take Minho down. But things start getting real complicated real fast. Because the more time Jisung spends in that mansion, the more he starts to realize Minho might not be as bad as he thought. And maybe, just maybe something weird is going on between them. This was not part of the plan. TOP LEEKNOW POWER BOTTOM JISUNG

One world. Two enemies. Seven vampires waiting for their final mate... and an omega who refuses to be weak. They were born to rule the night-vampires with power, bloodlines, and a bond that ties them together. Seven hearts beat as one. But something is missing. Someone is missing. And without him, the bond cannot be complete. Far from their kingdom, deep in the forest where no one dares to go, lives an omega werewolf-strong, silent, and broken by the world that never wanted him. He doesn't believe in fate. He doesn't believe in love. And he would rather burn than kneel. But when war brews and blood is spilled, paths cross that were never meant to. Eyes lock. Breath hitches. Time stops. And everything changes. Can enemies become mates? Can broken souls be bound by something stronger than pain? This is not just a love story. This is a war between fate and choice. --- Disclaimers Mature 18+