【INCLUDES MATURE SCENES, READ AT OWN RISK】 Sex worker and escort, Milan O'Dair, knows all about rich people. He knows they're arrogant and extravagant and the men stink of cigars, while the women adorn themselves in the rarest of diamonds. They laugh at the poor, mock the needy and love to use him like a toy; fun for the time being but then easily forgotten. But that was the job, and at the end of the day rich people liked to flaunt their wealth to anyone who would pay attention, so they paid a lot for his services meaning the money was good and exactly what he needed. No one said it was easy to get by in the world, so if it took a bit of pain and tears then Milan was just going to have to tough it out. Besides, soon enough he would become a world famous painter, he was sure of it, he just needed to keep creating. And when living in a city like London and being very much estranged from his family, while also needing to afford expensive paints and canvases, so he didn't lose the only thing in his life that gave him any passion or meaning, money was a necessity and it helped to have it in excess. Then one day, Milan meets a mysterious man, at a gala dinner, who tips his world upside down. A God among mere mortals, who exudes such beauty that neither man, nor woman, nor other can resist his charms, a specimen like none other. No one knows anything about him, but that he is rich beyond belief and that you must never cross him. He is power, he is strength, and he is wealth. He is Valencio Osiris. ~~~~~~~~~ 'He looked like a lamb caught amongst wolves, but there was a fire in my little lamb's eyes, like he wouldn't allow himself to get eaten and I decided I just had to see if I could get a small bite.' ~~~~~~~~~ T R I G G E R W A R N I N G S: - mentions of sexual assault and trauma ~~~~~~~~

You can't escape me, no matter how many times you try. No one will ever love you the way I do, and you don't need anyone else's love but mine. You belong to me your heart, your soul, your every breath. Even if you try to run, even if you try to push me away, I will find you... because we are bound together. You're mine, and you will always be mine. And nothing in this world can tear you away from me. Because . . . . . I've........ CLAIMED ........you ----- Tags🎀 Millionaire Alpha Rich × Poor Possessive Love Dark Romance Cold Alpha × Cute Shy Omega Head Over Heels Manipulative Alpha Loyal but Dangerous Power × Innocence Dark Desires Protective Alpha Alpha Dominance Claimed and Marked Emotional Turmoil Passionate Confession

Bad boys have more fun, they drink all your seven dollar milkshakes and don't text you back, but Luke and Michael might be having too much fun.

Every story has a villain. And we grow up believing villains never win. That they are punished, destroyed. But when the villain wins... then??? . . This book has no fairytale, no happy ending... only a dark love story twisted with obsession, running, caging, torturing, and everything that drags you into the shadows. The description isn't nice I know. I was too lost inside the prologue I didn't even get time to shape these words. But if you want to read about love turned into chains, about obsession about torture then read this story. And after you read the prologue... if you want to write a description for me you can. I'll add it🤞🏻

Being a mistress on the side It might not appeal to "fools like you" Creeping around on the side Might not be something you would do But you haven't seen my man... You haven't seen my man... You haven't seen my man... You haven't seen him~ He's got the fire... And he walks with it... He's got the fire... And he talks with it... "Love never asks for permission... it crashes into your life when you least expect it. They found me when I was drowning in darkness... and instead of saving me gently, they consumed every broken part of me. Maybe love was never meant to be soft. Maybe it was always meant to ruin me first... then teach me how to breathe again." Jimin was an omega... innocent, fragile, and quietly drowning beneath insecurities no one ever noticed. Working as a club dancer taught jimin how to smile through pain, but behind every performance was a lonely soul desperate to feel wanted for more than beauty alone. Yoongi... a powerful CEO and alpha... cold, unreadable, and always in control. A man feared for the sharpness in yoongi's gaze and the silence that could freeze entire rooms. Yet something about jimin begins tearing through walls yoongi spent years building. Suga... a dangerous mafia leader and alpha whose name alone makes people tremble. Ruthless, possessive, and impossible to escape once obsessed. And the moment suga notices jimin... obsession becomes something darker than desire. Two powerful men. One delicate soul. A story tangled in obsession, pain, protection, and a love dangerous enough to destroy them all. ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ Wattpad Achievements ✔️ #1 in Yoonmin ×4 ✔️ #1 in Story ×4 ✔️ #1 in Yoonmin FF ×4 ✔️ #1 in Notes ×4 ✔️ #1 in Quotes ×5 ✔️ #1 in BTSJimin ×4 ✔️ #1 in Bisexual ×4 ✔️ #1 in BoyxBoy ×4 ✔️ #1 in top Yoongi ×5 #Yoonmin #BoyxBoy #MafiaAU #CEOAU #DarkRomance #Omegaverse ** I have Deleted some smutty parts due to the wattpad warning .** Written by LOVEBOIAH cove

He was my best friend. We were inseparable. Even death cannot part us. Resident bad boy "Tie" is so obsessed with his childhood best friend "Powder," that he agrees to a binding spell performed by the school's Occult/Demonology club. What could go wrong? The next thing Powder knew, people he's involved with are slowly getting picked off, with Tie acting strangely possessive. Something went wrong. (Heavily inspired by Jennifer's Body, but not a BL remake/copy.)

A hurt tattoo artist, a crazed painter, a confused druggie, and a controlling gangster...It sounds like a chaotic mix of colors that shouldn't be able to mix, but instead they take that expectation and they make themselves blend together instead. -5sos calm/ot4- -Complete-

luke can't sleep at night, so instead he spends his time messaging his favorite band members !IN THE PROCESS OF EDITING!

"But friends don't sleep together." Ethan's chest tightened. His voice shook. Daniel smirked, his tone mocking. "Then let's not call it friendship. Let's call it what it is. Friends with benefits." He leaned in suddenly, his face inches from Ethan's, making Ethan freeze in place. "I like what we have now. It's simple. Physical. I don't want to make it complicated with feelings or labels. You know I don't like guys, I like women. But what we have in bed... it works. Our bodies match. So why not just enjoy that? why ruin it?" ***** Ethan has loved his best friend Danial for a long time. He was aware that Danial doesn't feel the same way, but after an unexpected forbidden kiss, everything changes as Danial grows more possessive, now, Ethan must navigate his own feelings while dealing with Danial's newfound affection. Ethan torn between his unrequited feelings and the heartbreaking reality of watching Danial continue to be with other women. Trapped in an emotional struggle, Ethan can't break free from Danial, even though he knows that if their relationship was ever discovered, everything around them would fall apart. How will Ethan handle his feelings for Danial while protecting their complicated relationship from collapsing?

"A mafia boss submitting to the enemy mafia boss"(BL-SexScenes⚠️) He used to make men kneel. Now he shivers when I whisper in his ear. Damian doesn't rule anymore. Not when he's under me. Not when he begs. They call him the Blood King. Cold. Brutal. Untouchable. The head of blood Marker. But in my hands, he's nothing but a dog in heat. A trembling body caged in silk and steel. Fighting to hold onto pride while I take him and fuck him-slowly, deeply, completely. I don't need knives to break him. Just a hand at his throat. A kiss that doesn't stop. A voice in the dark telling him what he is now: Mine. He hates me. He wants me. He moans when I touch him like he belongs to me. And soon, he will. No thrones. No power. Just his mouth moaning my name and his body bent for more. This war won't end with bullets. It'll end with him on his knees. (DISCONTINUED)