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STORY SUMMARY In the heart of Italy, feared mafia boss Alessandro De Luca is moments away from marrying the Indian bride chosen for him-an arrangement meant to unite two powerful families. But disaster strikes when the bride runs away on the morning of the ceremony. To save face, avoid scandal, and maintain their long-standing alliance, the bride's panic-stricken parents make a desperate decision: They offer their younger son instead. Enter Aarav Sharma - a sweet, soft-spoken, chaotic cinnamon roll who got dragged straight from his room into a wedding sherwani. He doesn't understand mafia politics. He's terrified of guns. And he's so innocent that he thinks Italy is spelled "Itely". But he agrees for his family. 💍 The Wedding of Chaos After the hasty marriage, Alessandro takes Aarav to the De Luca mansion. The first words he says: "This wedding is just to protect my prestige. You don't have to act like my wife or husband. Understand?" Aarav nods calmly. "I know, Mr." Alessandro raises an eyebrow. "Oh? And how?" Aarav says with complete innocence: "Cause my dad always said there was Ram and Sita... not Ram and Ravan." Alessandro stares. Aarav continues cheerfully: "I mean, it's Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve." The mafia mansion goes silent. The boss wonders what kind of creature he has married. Bit by bit, Alessandro falls: The boy calls him "Mr. Boss" instead of husband. He trusts Alessandro blindly. He smiles even while scared. He hugs Alessandro like a koala when he hears thunder. A man made of ice... Starts melting. The arranged, forced, prestige-saving marriage slowly turns into: Soft love. Dangerous devotion. Aarav becomes the one person who can calm the beast inside Alessandro. But enemies quickly learn the boss has a weakness now: a precious, innocent boy who doesn't know how lovable he is. Now Alessandro must protect his unexpected husband... Even if it means burning down the entire mafia world.

Title: Gold Beneath His Hands Summary | Mafia AU | BL After taking control of KGF, Rocky becomes a king made of blood and fear. The mines obey him. The underworld kneels. Even death waits for his permission. But power is lonely. Deep inside the tunnels of KGF, where gold is torn from the earth with bare hands, Rocky notices him - a boy who does not belong in hell. A quiet worker, small, soft-eyed, with dirt-stained cheeks and trembling hands, yet still gentle in a place that eats men alive. He speaks little, smiles less, and bows his head every time Rocky passes. The other workers are broken... but this boy is still untouched - innocent in a world that has no mercy. And that innocence unsettles Rocky more than any enemy ever could. At first, it is just a glance. Then it is a command to keep the boy close. Then it becomes a habit - watching him breathe, making sure no one hurts him, letting him eat first, giving him water with his own hands. Rocky does not understand when it happens - only that the boy becomes his weakness. The king of KGF, who rules with bullets and fear, starts to hesitate. His hands, once made only for killing, begin to soften when they touch the boy's trembling fingers. But in a world built on blood, love is a sin. Enemies are watching. Loyalty is thin. And the moment the world realizes Rocky has something to lose... they will come for the boy first. This is not a story of saving an innocent soul. This is a story of a monster who falls in love - and is willing to burn the world for one soft heartbeat.

Summary Shashvat Raizada, the most feared mafia boss in the city-cold, ruthless, and known for speaking only when someone's death is confirmed-descends into his mansion's basement to finally meet the biggest threat to his empire: ACP Rudra Pratap Singh. What he expects is a broken, bound, terrified cop. What he gets instead is an untied, fully energetic ACP dancing in the middle of the basement, singing Bollywood at full volume like he's at a wedding baraat, not a mafia kidnapping. Rudra freezes mid-lyric when he sees Shashvat... then promptly starts flirting shamelessly, appreciating the mafia boss's waist, looks, and overall "maal" quality with zero fear and maximum tharak. The basement becomes silent. Guns lower. Mafia men malfunction. Shashvat-who hasn't felt anything in years-short-circuits. Mortified, confused, and very much affected, he hisses to his second-in-command why no one warned him that the ACP was young, gay, and dangerously unhinged. Unable to handle Rudra's relentless flirting-or his own rapidly beating heart-Shashvat orders him thrown out of the mansion and walks away like nothing happened. Except everything did. Because the ruthless mafia king just met the most chaotic cop alive... and for the first time, his heart betrayed him-loudly, violently, and hilariously. A dark slow-burn begins with chaos, comedy, accidental flirting, and a mafia boss who has absolutely no idea what he's gotten himself into. 😌🔥 .... Rudra once tried to be seductive but tripped. Avi cought him and said " rehne do esi ashleel harkate sift mere PE hi achi lagti hain."

Ito ay fictional story na hango sa kalahati ng aking kwento. Ang karakter ay aking pinalitan ano mang pagkakahawig ng kwento at tauhan ay di sinasadya at ngkataon lamang

At Inara Agency, image is the only currency that matters. **Boss Chaikamon** is the architect of that image a ruthless CEO known for his surgical precision and a heart of ice. He doesn't believe in talent he believes in results. **Noeul Nuttarat** is his greatest result. A top-tier influencer with a mind for business and a backbone of steel, Noeul refuses to be just another "pretty face" in a campaign. He negotiates his own contracts, challenges the board of directors, and is the only person in the building who dares to look the CEO in the eye and say no. When a high-stakes fragrance campaign falls apart, Boss does the unthinkable he steps out from behind the desk and into the frame. But as the cameras roll and the professional distance vanishes, the lines between branding and desire begin to blur. In a world of scripts, filters, and forced smiles, can the architect and his muse find something real or will the pressure of the Inara Standard crush them both?

Book Two of Country Lovin' Eight years after choosing each other, Jackson and Christopher Warner have everything they once prayed for-love, family, faith, and a life rooted in purpose. But healing doesn't end at "I do."

He Can Kill Me, and I'll Thank Him Summary: Shashwat Raizada is not a man. He is a verdict. Cold, ruthless, and carved out of violence, he speaks only when someone's life is about to end. The underworld knows him as a king with blood on his hands and no mercy in his eyes. Emotions are weaknesses. Attachments are liabilities. Love is a myth for people who want to die. Then one day, his loyal driver brings his son to the mansion. Aarav is nothing like the world Shashwat rules. soft-spoken, wide-eyed, and painfully innocent-he moves through life with the fragile sincerity of a child who never learned how cruel the world can be. He smiles too easily. Trusts too quickly. And looks at Shashwat Raizada like he's not a monster... but a person. It should have meant nothing. But in a house built on fear, Aarav becomes a quiet disturbance. A warmth Shashwat never asked for. A weakness he should have crushed the moment he noticed it. Instead, he starts protecting him. Watching him. Losing control over things he has ruled all his life. The underworld whispers that the devil has found something to love. Aarav doesn't know why the most dangerous man in the city keeps him close. Doesn't know why his shadows follow him, why his enemies disappear, why his room is suddenly the safest place in the mansion. He only knows one terrifying truth: If Shashwat Raizada ever decides to destroy him... he would still thank him for choosing him. A dark, slow-burn romance where obsession feels like protection, protection feels like a cage, and love is the most dangerous weakness of all.

I was never afraid of dying. I'm only afraid of living in a world that doesn't have you. .... They can take everything from me...just don't take you. I won't survive that. .... You're not just my heart. You're the reason it remembers how to beat. .... I don't pray to gods anymore. I pray to you, because you're the only miracle I believe in. .... if loving you is my doom, then let me be destroyed by something beautiful. ... I don't need forever. I need you. Even if it's just for a moment, I'll make that moment my eternity. .... The world taught me how to be cruel. You taught me why I don't want to be. ... If everyone becomes my enemy, I'll still choose you. Even if choosing you is what kills me. ..... You're the only war I'd gladly lose. .... I don't want to be saved. I want to be yours. ... They call you my weakness. They're wrong. You're my last reason to exist. .... I can survive hell. I just can't survive a life where you're not mine. .... Even if you forget me, I'll remember enough for both of us.

One decision can change your life. It can help you enter a world so different from your own that it might feel like a magical realm. Along the way, you can find your true self, your path in life that you never even dreamed of. It can change your life from its root, making it feel so different to the point of being scary. However, with the right person by your side, it can be a chance for you to heal and find solace and understanding you have always craved.

Spin-off of INSECURE LOVE. "Please don't leave," I said as I held his hand tightly. "Please, let me go," he said as he tried to break free from my grip. "Please...no," I begged. I was on the verge of tears. Time spent with him were the best moments of my life. He gave meaning to the word 'love.' "I can't love you until you accept who you are," he said and pulled his hands from my grip. "You know I love you," I said as I once again tried to held his hand but he walked backward. Away from me. "I love you too," he said and I saw tears formed in his eyes. "Then why are you going away from me?" I asked. "Because you don't love yourself as you are. You love the version of yourself you made to stay in this society," he said. "And if you can't love yourself you can't love me," he said and walked away from me. Cover credit- @missk_11

In the world where male Alpha and male Omega exist, there is always drama between those two types of male species. There are always possessive, overbearing Alphas; defiant, dissident Omegas; abusive, cruel Alphas; and even domineering, obstructive Omegas. Not to mention stories of biological child abductions, messy divorce proceedings, and even death from receiving physical/mental abuse from either an Alpha, an Omega, or their respective families. And then, there's Henry and Alex. Henry is an Alpha, and Alex is an Omega. But their lives are as harmonious and drama-free, a huge contrast to what people have believed. The only difference is, Henry is one of the crown princes of the Great River global empire, while Alex came from an average middle-up family. Henry is much older than Alex, yet Henry looks younger than his 35 years of age. But that doesn't stop them loving each other. This is their drama-free story. ----------------------------------------------------- This is an iyashikei, slice-of-life story. If you're expecting something else, please leave immediately.

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Alessandro De Luca is the kind of Mafia boss whose silence terrifies entire cities. Cold. Ruthless. Emotionless. A man who only opens his mouth to sign death sentences. So when he kidnaps his rival's son, Nael Moretti, Alessandro is prepared for tears, pleading, maybe a few Sanskrit prayers- after all, the boy grew up in India, far away from the blood-soaked halls of Italian mafias. What he is not prepared for... is a cute, big-eyed, soft-faced boy who, upon having his blindfold removed, blinks innocently at him and says: > "Can you marry me?" Nael Moretti- raised in India, discovered last month that his estranged father is a Mafia boss, Gen-Z to the core, dangerously tharki, and blessed with zero survival instinct-has always dreamed of fictional Mafia men. Now there's one standing right in front of him. Tall. Deadly. Dressed in black. Practically written by Wattpad. Naturally, Nael assumes this is fate. Alessandro assumes this is a psychological warfare tactic. What follows is a slow-burn disaster: A hostage who flirts instead of begging A Mafia boss slowly losing his sanity to Gen-Z audacity Dark rooms filled with guns... and absolutely unhinged conversations Nael calling Alessandro "Signore Hot Trauma" Alessandro threatening murder while unconsciously protecting Nael from everyone Possessiveness disguised as strategy Soft moments hidden behind violence And a love story neither of them planned-but both are doomed to fall into Because the most dangerous thing in the Italian Mafia... is not guns or betrayals. It's a cute Indian boy with zero fear and too much affection who decided the Mafia boss who kidnapped him is clearly his future husband. Slow burn. Enemies to lovers. Dark romance with sharp humour. One emotionally constipated Mafia boss. One Gen-Z menace with a death wish and a smile.

"goodmorning, master! my name is kim taehyung, your virtual boyfriend." "get the fuck away from me, virtual shit." ㅡ where jeongguk downloaded a virtual game application out of curiosity and picked taehyung to be his boyfriend. but things didn't end up well when taehyung suddenly showed up at his house. taekook . ongoing started ：103021 ended ： (english is not the author's main language so please bear with her broken grammar) © taestrawbearry

A Trans boy and the loser fall in love after meeting at school and hanging out at places together.

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a Maylor Fan fiction On one cold winter night, Roger was driving home from work. it's a shitty job, but it's keeping a roof over his head. When he stopped at a red light, he saw a cute guy crossing the street. The man's around 6'0". Roger couldn't really stop to chat with him. As he was exhausted. So he told himself, "if he's back tomorrow, around this time, i'm getting out of my car, to chat with Him."

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Take my life in exchange for the brilliant sunlight Use my eyes to see the glorious dawn And remember the moment I died as the beginning of a day when the sun never sets on our kingdom. Warning: Infinity war spoiler Because English is not my mother language, so please forgive me for stupid grammar and all (＠'＿｀＠)

Część druga historii Alberta i Krzyśka. Kontynuacja "Polish Gay Story" Po wielu zmianach w ciągu roku szkolnego, nadszedł czas na upragnione wakacje. Najbardziej wyczekiwali ich Albert i Krzysiek. Czekają ich niezapomniane chwile, piękne przygody i cudownie spędzony czas. Love story w wydaniu z gejami. Reaktywacja od 5 lipca 2018r.