Beau HATES Oliver Fowler. But Oliver doesn't hate Beau.. quite the opposite actually. Oliver is the univeristies 'Golden Boy', adored and admired by all. ...well, um, everyone except Beau. *** Oliver lets out a strangled laugh, placing his hand against my chest and pushing me back against the wall. Hard. "If I am so golden, how come I am doing this?" My brows draw. "Doing wha-" I don't have time to finish my sentence, because Oliver Fowler has slammed his lips onto mine. ***

This is a story about an innocent Omega and a dark mafia leader Gulf is a innocent omega, who was sold to a dark mafia leader by his own father for money, he didn't have anyone who could help him from the situation so he didn't have any choice he quietly followed the alpha , hoping that he would be able to survive the situation. This is my second fanfiction of Mewgulf, hope it will be successful as my first one. Again English is not my first language, so there might be mistakes and I'm writing this in my phone, the first fanfic too, as I don't have laptop or tab. Eventhough I reread the chapter before publishing it there will still be some mistakes so please bare with it Characters in this story are not mine cr. To their owner

Bear has been alone on his mountain for as long as he can remember, but when during a routine patrol he smells something not from his mountain, a stranger enters his life determined to change his life forever.

The Canadian wilderness. A vast forest filled with animals large and small. Wolves, deer, mountain lions, moose, lynxes... and bears. This is the story about a bear. Not just any bear but a polar bear, the largest carnivore on the planet. More specifically, Avery Nanuk a polar bear shifter. Avery Nanuk lives a calm peaceful life as a school nurse working in a school built just for shifters like him. He was found as a cub out in the woods many years before and was adopted into a small wolf pack up in the northern reaches of Canada. Avery has grown up as the only bear shifter in the area and has grown used to the fact of living alone. All Avery wants is a normal and peaceful life living out in the woods in his cozy little cabin and his outdoor swimming pool. But the fates have something else in store. The fates send a bear sized wrecking ball into Avery's once peaceful life. And that wrecking ball's name is Rick Kodiak. *WARNING: THIS STORY IS MANXMAN! DON'T LIKE IT! DON'T READ IT! PLEASE RESPECT THIS STORY AND DO NOT WRITE HATEFUL COMMENTS! ALL OTHERS, ENJOY!

This is a werewolf bl story. Supernatural beings and some shit - Jamie Clancy has been avoiding their pack's future alpha for as long as he can remember. I mean, who wouldn't when the jerk's been bullying him since the first time he saw Jamie. But then Jamie discovered they are mates. Of course that wouldn't stop Jamie from still avoiding him. But for how long would Jamie be able to keep hiding from him. For how long can he resist this stupid mate bond?

[boyxboy] [completed] [unedited] Soot is a slave at the royal palace. He earned his name from his job of cleaning away the cinders and soot that cover the many hearths of the castle. Though he is locked up at night, worked to exhaustion and barely able to walk on his mangled legs Soot likes to keep his hopes and spirits high. When the announcement of a ball is sent to the staff, Soot finds himself growing excited to witness and be apart of setting up one of the biggest celebrations of the century. If only Soot could get his mind off of the mysterious knight who had whisked him off his feet long enough to finish cleaning. ✨ Grimm is the prince, a legendary warrior and the leader the kingdom is yearning for. He's also fighting with everything he has to marry for love and not for political gain. When he nearly tramples an angel on a hunt he finds himself falling head over heels for a boy who keeps disappearing. But Grimm will do anything for his angel, even if that means losing control. ✨✨✨ A little bit of Cinderella meets Werewolf (my two favorite things) I don't claim for this to be a happy story but it has a happy ending This is story is so inconsistent, just let the record show that I have admitted that it is not good, I will fix it one day... hopefully Please feel free to comment and vote I love feedback of all sorts Completed July 5, 2020

Sequel to 'Boyfriend Shirt' Nick Thompson hates his life. Ever since he came out to his family, everything went gone downhill. His father curses and beats him, and his mother doesn't know how to act around him anymore. At school he's stuck watching his ex best friend enjoy time with his boyfriend, jealous of their openness about their love. And then he shows up. The new kid, Anthony Lee. He infuriates Nick in every way, with his laid back manner, and the way he gets too close for comfort. But, he also comforts Nick, makes him feel...happy. But Nick, completely oblivious to what these new ideas really are, doesn't know how to react. *TRIGGER WARNING - ABUSE*

"... Isn't that... My shirt?" "Huh?! Then how did it end up in my locker?!" We both froze, my face turning red as I looked down at the baggy material. How could I not have noticed? And why did he have to walk in just now? Christian watched me, his face slightly red as he moved closer. I closed my eyes, waiting for the punch, the kick, the pain... But it never came. Instead, I felt something different. Soft lips on top of mine, moving slowly and sweetly. I opened my eyes. Christian Nelson, the most popular jock in the school, was currently making out with me in a gym locker room.

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

"You Are Worth Living."-Jake Bass