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TW//Blood//slight gore// ok, to make this clear, NO X Reader Ranboo is a minor and I'm also not comfortable with it. THIS IS PURELY PLATONIC. I may do preferences as well as headcannons but for the most part, I'm probably going to write short stories about Ranboo and scenarios I come up with. I'm not going to upload often because I'm busy in real life, and if I do, I'll try and make it decent. Almost all relationships in this book are platonic, the only ones that aren't are the people who are actually together. If you are taking story/oneshot ideas from here, please tag me as I would be really happy to read them and see your take on them! I will take this down if requested to

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- Alternate Universe Based on The Comfy Cartel - Astara Daemonium was known as the most skilled handler the Comfy Cartel had ever had the pleasure to work with. Currently retired, before she would get any job done regardless of how long it took, or who she was meant to capture, interrogate or kill. When Corpse Husband's identity is revealed by a former ally, the world of drugs, sex, and death brings the pair into a game they have been waiting for their entire career to play.

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑖 𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑡. clato | hg au | gladiators trilogy book 1 | COMPLETED