One is a lethal machine. The other is a beautiful mess. He is the man of absolute silence. A ghost in a lsuit who moves through the world like an apex predator. He doesn't negotiate, he doesn't apologize, and he definitely doesn't have time for a chaotic university student with a sharp tongue and zero survival instincts. Then there's the brat. He's a whirlwind of dramatic exits, petty curses, and enough "extra" energy to power a small city. He's the boy who refuses to be ignored, the one who looks at the most dangerous man in the city and decides to make him a target for his next tantrum. It started with a small incident. . It should have ended with a check and a cold shoulder. But he isn't finished pushing buttons, and for the first time in his life, the man started to enjoy the DISASTER. He wanted to teach the brat a lesson in silence. The brat is about to show him that silence is a very lonely place to live. MY BEAUTIFUL DISASTER ~~~~~~~~~~

Keaton Miller never expected to find himself tangled up with Damien Reynolds: The rival swimmer, bad attitude, and the last person Keaton should be falling for. But when bodies start surfacing and the wrong people start asking questions, their rivalry becomes the least dangerous thing between them. Someone buried the truth a long time ago. And they'll do anything to keep it there. Drop Your Weapon is a slow-burn thriller-romance about two young men caught in the wreckage of their fathers' sins, and what it costs to choose each other anyway. Cover was meticulously designed by the amazing @raxec14 on Instagram! He also designed the one for You're Under Arrest so check out the aspiring artist if you see this!

𝐻𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡. #𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐌𝐌 𝐒𝐜𝐢-𝐟𝐢 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲-𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𓆩𓆗𓆪 Omkara Rathore doesn't touch. Not his students. Not his colleagues. Not even his own reflection if it gets too close. A medical science professor with a condition he never chose──his skin rejects contact, his body recoils from scents, and his heart has learned that feeling is a wound he cannot afford. So he stays cold. Stays distant. Stays safe. Until Yaksh Shergill walks into his life. A transfer student with a golden smile and eyes that see too much. Humble. Charming. Everyone's favorite. Omkara should hate him. Instead, for the first time in his life── A scent doesn't repulse him. A touch doesn't rebuke him. It pulls. And that terrifies him more than any disease ever could. But Yaksh isn't what he seems either. Behind that warm facade lives something petty. Something possessive. Something that has decided Omkara Rathore is his to follow. To provoke. To ruin. And when a body is found── When a murder cracks open secrets buried inside Omkara's own blood── They will have to trust each other to survive. But how do you trust someone whose very smell makes you lose control? 𓆩𓆗𓆪 𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑟 ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟? 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛.

The safest place to hide is in the arms of the man hunting you. ​Julian is a quiet schoolteacher with a secret that could ruin him. Jason is the Chief of Police with a promise to keep him safe. ​After a violent midnight encounter leaves a local predator dead and Julian with a fractured memory, he wakes up in the last place he should be: Jason's bedroom. Now, Julian is trapped in a suffocating domestic lie, and being nursed back to health by the very man leading the manhunt for him. Cover designed by the amazing @raxec14 on Instagram!

Rivalry brought them together. Love kept them apart. From stolen glances in dorm rooms to secret vows whispered under a foreign sky, Rohan and Abhimanyu's story was never meant for the world - until one song changed everything. Because some victories aren't meant for the stage. They're meant for the heart.

In a parallel universe, Abhimanyu and Rohan's friendship takes an unexpected turn, blossoming into love. However, fate intervenes, tearing them apart. Ten years later, chance reunites them. Can their love conquer the barriers that once kept them apart? The journey of reconciliation and rewriting their fate begins

In the corridors of power and desire, Rohan and Abhimanyu collide - a storm of rivalry, smoldering glances, whispered secrets, and forbidden tension, where every touch ignites fire and hearts falter.

Darian looked at the door when it opened and someone stepped out. Long dark blonde hair, green eyes that stared at him curiously. A guy? Or a Chick? He couldn't tell. His eyes flicked down to his chest-a guy that looks like a chick, great. Darian sighed and looked away tossing his bag on his bed. The boy walked to him and started politely. "Hello, you must be the new roommate" He mentally scoffed, he even sounds like one. "Do you need me to move anything?" The blonde pressed when he didn't reply. "No" he pulled out his phone, not even looking at him. "I'm not staying here" The boy blinked, mood slowly shifting "Oh... and why is that?" Darian finally looked up. "You know damn well why, why the fuck do have all these girl stuff in the room?" He looked at Darian's bed and all around Darian's side of the room before looking back at him, feigning innocence. "What girl stuff?" Darian's gaze hardened, he motioned vaguely to the other side "Those girl stuff" "Oh, you mean on MY side of the room?" He smiled. "It's fine. You don't have to design your side like that" "No shit. I'm not doing none of that" he brought the phone to his ear. "Can't even get a fucking normal roommate" he complained under his breath. The blonde rolled his eyes, unfazed, walking to his side. He pulled his sweater on, glancing at the Darian's back again before letting his towel drop and pulling his shorts on. Then he sat on his bed, legs crossed while the new boy talked on his phone. (Well that's the limits... interracial romanceee, just read to find outtt) I'm supposed to write a story before this but oh well. #1 🥇fluffandangst #1🥇 feminineboy #2 🥈white #8 masc #6 collegeromance

What if, instead of Shanaya, it was Rohan that he was developing feelings for? What if it was Rohan he met again during the ten years they were separated from the rest? What if Abhimanyu decides it's not worth it to hide his feelings and instead commits to pursuing the man he fell for as soon as he got to experience his bratty attitude just because he parked his bike in his parking space? #1 in student of the year FAIR WARNING: THIS IS GAY ABHIMANYU X ROHAN BECAUSE WE ALL KNOW THEY HAD THE SUPERIOR CHEMISTRY Leave haters, hisssss, hisssss, hisssss Edit: 14/01/26 I'm aware this isn't the GREATEST writing you've ever read but eh, idc. I wrote this as my first published novella fanfic. I'm hopefully improving but lol yep.

Title: THE ENIGMA'S DEBT Blurb: He paid the Devil for a night of pleasure. Now the Devil has come to collect. Julian Romanov is the "Ice Prince" of Russia. Arrogant. Untouchable. And secretly dying. To the world, he is a ruthless Alpha heir. In reality, he is an abused Omega hiding his nature with illegal suppressants that are slowly poisoning his blood. One night of freedom in Italy led to the biggest mistake of his life. He slept with a stranger, left a stack of cash on the nightstand to insult him, and ran away before dawn. He thought he would never see the man again. He was wrong. The stranger was Luciano Rossi-the most feared Enigma in Europe. A man who doesn't forgive insults. And he has just arrived in Moscow to sign a deal with Julian's family. Luciano doesn't want ports. He doesn't want weapons. He pulls a crumpled, blood-stained bill out of his pocket and smiles. "You treated me like a whore, Julian. You thought you could pay for my time?" Luciano leans in, his Enigma scentm suffocating the room. "Keep your money. I'm going to take something else. I'm going to own you until you beg me to stop."