Mlmromance Stories

𝘓𝘢𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘫𝘪, Such a virtuous name for someone who possesses the opposite. Notorious. Cocky. Reckless. For him, attraction ends where the bedsheets do. Except for one. A toy he refuses to let go of. An addiction. A breathing puppet who awakens a hunger so vile it blurs the line between desire and possession. 𝘞𝘦𝘪 𝘞𝘶𝘹𝘪𝘢𝘯, Fragile. Weak. Resigned. That is how they see him and perhaps how he sees himself. A body made of flaws. A soul never meant to be loved. He knows this too well. Isn't that why he lets his bully break him, destroy him piece by piece just to feel wanted even if it hurts? ⚠️ This work is entirely original and should not be reproduced, translated or used without explicit permission. Any unauthorized use will be reported for plagiarism ⚠️ Start : 6th Feb, 2026 End :

Fate. Everyone swears it's beautiful. That the goddess knows best. That when she hands you a mate, it's the perfect match, written in the stars. Sounds sweet, right? Yeah, tell that to me-an omega who's spent his whole life being treated like trash by the pack that should've been my family. My father, the almighty Alpha of the BloodRose Shadows, made sure I knew what disappointment looked like before he walked out. My mom stayed, but that didn't stop the whispers, the stares, the hands that shoved me lower every chance they got. Around here, "omega" just means servant. Disposable. Forgettable. Now the clock's ticking. In two days, I turn eighteen. In two days, the goddess will chain me to someone for the rest of my life. My mate. My "perfect other half." Can you feel the excitement? Yeah, me neither. This is my story-of fate's cruel joke, of blood that never protected me, and of the bond I never asked for. Because destiny doesn't always save you. Sometimes, it just breaks you. WARNING!! Mentions of Abuse SH Homophobia Smut BxB

Kim Namjoon knows every official measure of a healthy bond. RM is failing all of them. In a world where every person's soul walks beside them in animal form, Namjoon works for the Ministry department responsible for soul-animal welfare. He knows the recommended practices, the warning signs and the procedures meant to protect a bond in distress. None of that tells him what to do when RM's cream fur begins to dull and the leaves along his small antlers stop growing. Sent to a secluded retreat, Namjoon expects assessment, structure and a plan. Instead, he finds shared meals, open gardens, unfamiliar routines and people who do not seem particularly interested in whether he is doing any of it correctly. Among them is Min Yoongi, the retreat's gardener, accompanied by a charcoal soul animal who has begun watching RM with quiet curiosity. Namjoon came to help RM recover. The retreat may ask more of him than that. A note on this story: The names are borrowed, but everything within these pages, the characters, their relationships, the retreat, the soul animals and the events, is entirely imagined. Nothing should be read as a portrayal of the real people. Creation note: I used AI as a tool to support the English translation, which I then reviewed and revised myself. The cover and chapter artwork were also AI-generated from concepts, prompts and moodboards I created specifically for this story.

Cassian hates Elian more than anyone else. Elian has learned to survive him with a smile. But when hatred begins to look dangerously like obsession, everything between them starts to change.

Severin Nocturne has ruled the Endless Nothingness for thousands of years. A king behind mirrors. A watcher in every reflection. A demon who answers only the desperate-and devours them for asking. When a young witch summons him, Severin expects another soul to drag screaming into the dark. Instead, she survives. Worse, her exorcist brother traps him behind glass. Cassian Vey is holy, furious, beautiful, and far too powerful for his own good. What begins as a forced exchange for Severin's knowledge for the Vey family's survival-slowly twists into something neither of them can control. The demon learns restraint. The priest learns temptation. And somewhere between exorcisms, blood rituals, old grief, and forbidden magic, Severin begins to feel things he buried centuries ago. But something older than him is hunting the Vey bloodline. And as the clock runs out, Severin must decide what terrifies him more: remaining a monster... or becoming human enough to love.

Aster Rigel, son of a rebel and the most famous pit fighter in all of the Underdark City, held an anger for everyone that lived above him, in the star kingdom of the Atlas Mountains. When the crowned Shadow-Dancer and Favoured weapon of the Atlas Kingdom, Nox Tariq, is forced to spy on the underground world of the Underdark and the new rebel forces that have started arising, he is surprised to learn just how the same Aster, the supposed leader of the Rebels, and himself are. Boy x boy fantasy standalone 🌌

Before gods and monsters tore his world apart, Nekros was just another outcast at camp - the quiet son of Hades who spent his days buried in books instead of battle. But when he discovers a son of Hermes and a very sacred theif, Helleos, a fallen Seraphim - camp is suddenly a love haven for the two. Until Hades declares war on Hades due to the kidnapping of Persephone and the fallen Seraphim part comes to light. The two boys have to battle gods, minotaurs, and other demi-gods. And befriend other mythical beings.

In the starless rot of 9000 AD, Gabe awakens from 6,975 years of cryo-flesh-mentally 16, body a gnawed husk of 2025's family flays. Kin carved him hollow: Raped in blood-hush, beaten to pulp, sold like offal to cults whispering Ice Wall secrets. The world? Maw'd in god-wars-rifts bleeding Aztec coils with Norse guts, Kali's skull-dance clashing Nyarlathotep's tentacle-lies. Flat-earth prisons shatter, birthing frost-titans with third-maw eyes. Last Meat, he clutches a bone-etched crystal-texts from the void: Anubis weighs his scar-guts, Quetzalcoatl's priest Xochitl rumbles warmth across rifts. But shadows gnaw closer-kin-echoes drip "forgive the rips," Ahriman's shades mimic lost seed-nights. Love blooms in the bile: Storm-gray eyes meet feathered scars, a forbidden MLM coil amid the entropy. Yet the Maw watches-Nyarluzaroth, conspiracy incarnate (Q-voids, MKUltra wombs, flat-rift gnaws). Above Jesus' meat-cross, Odin's popped eye: It weaves the fracture, hungers the embers. A texting horror of trauma-rips, pantheon bleeds, and rot-romance. Will Gabe gnaw the veil... or become the bait? Mature: Graphic trauma, explicit intimacy post-Ch5. #TextingStory #HorrorRomance #LGBTQ #GodsWar #IsekaiHorror

Will had lost almost all hope with life, he felt empty, lonely, and was pushed to the edge. What was his life like? What was the final straw? This is an LGBTQIA+ Romance between a bisexual boy and a gay boy.

There's only so much one can do in terms of seeing their loved ones when quarantine is diving the world. This is an LGBT short story. Please click away if you are offended by mlm (male loving male) content. I might edit this and add more at some point, but it was really just something to get me back into writing. If you enjoyed this, check out some of my other books!

Eli Reyes never paid attention to the people outside his New York apartment window he minded his business, drank his coffee, lived his boring life. But then a new neighbor moved in. A shirtless, clay covered, pottery obsessed guy with a crooked smile and a talent for making Eli question literally everything he thought he knew about himself. Eli swears he's straight. The guy across the street swears he isn't going anywhere. And the window between them is getting smaller by the day. A slow burn BL about accidental staring, unexpected chemistry, and two guys living one window apart.

Ezra has struggled with a self-harm addiction, depression, and anxiety since he was fourteen. He doesn't think he can be saved. Until his boss Kendrick blows the dark cloud away from his life. Kendrick has always been a happy person. Running the bar was his favorite thing to do. His coworkers were like family. Two weeks ago he got a new employee and he can't seem to stop wanting to help him. Together Kendrick and Ezra fight off Ezra's demons one by one. But they end up falling in love in the process. Can a 37, and 21 year old have a life together? Read to find out ⚠️ trigger warnings Self-harm mentioned Self-harm addiction Bad thoughts Depression Anxiety Trouble eating ❤️ I will mention the warnings in the beginning of each chapter enjoy

A romance fic about Essek and Caleb from Critical Role Campaign 2.

Oliver Boyce is an extreme skating champion. He should be training nonstop to hold onto his title, but he's out of commission with a hairline fracture. When Oliver's sister asks him to be her man of honor, Oliver jumps at the opportunity to help. Agreeing not to sleep with the best man is no burden to Oliver. He's not into hockey players anyway. Naoki Eklund is the Portland Triton's beloved goalie. He knows the huge responsibility he's taking on when the Triton's captain asks him to be his best man; suit fittings, bachelor parties, trying not to fall in love with the man of honor... totally normal best man things. Stopped by a stupid promise, Oliver and Naoki dance around each other as the wedding approaches. Between hockey practice, part-time jobs, and backstabbing bridesmaids, Oliver and Naoki will figure out a way to work out their growing feelings for each other. It's not 'sleeping together' if they're dating... right? **Love Off the Ice updates every Friday**

The last thing Evan Angelo expected on a boring Tuesday patrol was a missing best friend, a body count, and a 300-year-old vampire who looks at him like he's the answer to a question no one's asked yet. Then the Blood Moon rose. His best friend disappeared into the woods without a trace. And four insanely hot federal agents showed up with a cover story that doesn't add up - and one commander who looks at him like he's trying to solve a puzzle he can't crack. 🌙 missing person turned supernatural nightmare 🦇 found family with a body count 🖤 enemies-to-lovers with a mind reader who CANNOT read him 🔥 slow burn that's actually slow (sorry not sorry) 🩸 hidden bloodline, ancient war, and a small town that isn't as sleepy as it looks Evan doesn't believe in monsters. He's about to become someone's whole mythology. welcome to crestwood. it's about to get loud. 🌹

this au is based off of a tiktok by @noodles_and_tea!!

Genre: Sci-Fi, Queer Romance (M/M), Slow Burn ​Synopsis: ​Astrogation Specialist Elias Vance is content in the cold, silent vacuum of space. As a solitary observer stationed high above the colonized world of Kepler-29d, his life is defined by rigid protocol, data streams, and the comforting predictability of the void. His mission is simple: maintain the orbital relay and monitor the planet's increasingly unstable environment. ​Eighteen thousand kilometers below, Kael lives a life defined by growth, dirt, and struggle. As a Hydroponics Engineer in a small, isolated agricultural unit on the planet's surface, he spends his days coaxing life from alien soil and wrestling with the oppressive quiet of a colony cut off from Earth. Yearning for connection, Kael sends unauthorized messages to a defunct communication tower-a digital message in a bottle cast into the solar wind. ​When Elias accidentally intercepts one of Kael's transmissions, the vast distance between their worlds collapses. What begins as a reckless, anonymous correspondence becomes a lifeline. Elias, risking his career and isolation, finds himself drawn to the messy, vibrant life of the man on the ground. Kael, desperate for a voice from the stars, finds a conspirator and a kindred spirit in the Astrogation Specialist he knows only by code name. ​But as their bond deepens, the dangerous secrets Elias is sworn to protect-secrets about Kepler-29d's true instability-begin to threaten Kael's life. With corporate security closing in on Elias and the ground below Kael starting to fail, their impossible romance will force them to decide: is their love worth risking the distance... and their worlds?

The world ended once. And somehow, Carl Grimes survived. Alexandria is still standing, but peace is fragile. The days are quiet, the nights too long, and Carl wonders if surviving is all there is left to do. That is-until a boy walks through the gates. Luka Moreau. Belgian. An outsider with a baseball bat, sharp eyes, and a past he won't talk about. He's nothing like anyone Carl's ever known-and he's everything Carl can't stop thinking about. But in a world where trust is rare and love is dangerous, Carl has to ask himself: What's the point of surviving... if you're not living? 🌿 A The Walking Dead fanfiction 🌿 Canon-divergent 🌿 Carl Grimes x Male OC

au in which people start dreaming of their soulmate when they turn eighteen + short story