Youngerbottom Stories

UPDATE: EVERY SATURDAY & TUESDAY Twenty-four-year-old Li Pei En was more than a caretaker; he was the quiet shadow protecting the wild, rich, and hot-tempered Jiang Heng. For years, Pei En took the hits and calmed the storms, but as Jiang Heng grew older, he grew colder, pushing his protector away. Exhausted by the fighting and the heartbreak of being rejected, Pei En finally walked away, leaving his job and the boy he had raised. But to Jiang Heng, this wasn't a resignation ... it was a betrayal. Before Pei En vanished, Jiang Heng made a dark, desperate promise: that if they ever met again, he would never let Pei En escape a second time. Seven years later, the roles have reversed. The spoiled boy is now a powerful man, and the gentle protector is his prey. The universe has brought them back together, but this time, Jiang Heng isn't looking for a caretaker He's looking for POSSESSION

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Genre - Myanmar OC GL Romance Novel Tag - Romance, Drama, Uni-life, Older bottom, Younger top, Actor, Manager Started Date - Note - All the charaters, relationships, place, rituals and characters natures are not real. These are base on my imagiNATION so PLEASE enjoy like a Fiction. Be careful not to confuse with reality. Thank you

Ethan didn't fall. He came with the wrong intentions. Approaching to destroy, holding out for revenge he wasn't even fully sure of. Sylus Harper was just a big name, a cold face, and a relationship that should have been destroyed. But between the distance, the lingering stares, and the silence that felt safe, the lie began to crack. Feelings grew without permission, slowly and dangerously. No one truly wins when the truth waits its turn to fall. Love is born too soon, at the wrong time, and for the wrong reasons. When everything finally falls apart, all that's left is the choice to forget and a story that ends just before either of them realizes that memory loss might be the only way to survive. *** (Some of part of the story) His hand remained around Ethan's wrist. The other groped for Ethan's waist, his fingers barely touching the skin beneath his shirt. "S-Sylus... this isn't sparring anymore." "When you touch me, it's not sparring anymore," Sylus murmured, his voice low enough to sound like a growl. His entire body heated under Sylus's touch. His waist, his wrists, the closeness that pressed him against the ropes. "Sylus..." Ethan sighed. "Do it again," Sylus whispered, his lips brushing Ethan's skin without actually kissing him. Sylus closed the remaining distance, finally capturing Ethan's lips in a deep, passionate, and riveting kiss that ended all pretense of argument. It was a kiss that had Ethan clinging to him, his fingers gripping Sylus's shirt, his knees weak, the ropes trembling slightly from their proximity. The sparring match was over.

One needs someone to take care of, the other wants to be taken care of. Vid and Dede are two strangers who spark an interest in each other after their gazes meet. A romance between a university student and a young successful ceo.

Charlie started to open the back door, but Nick rolled down the window, leaning out. "Sit beside me." Charlie blinked. "Okay." Once the car started moving, silence filled the air for a few minutes. Nick glanced at him. "So... how old will you be this year?" Charlie kept his eyes on the window. "I'll be eighteen." Nick smiled faintly. "Hmm. And how's your dating life going?" Charlie turned his head, caught off guard. "Uh... no girls date me. They say I don't have masculine energy." Nick chuckled. "Have you ever tried drinking?" Charlie shook his head. "Nah, I don't like it." "You should try," Nick said softly. "You're turning eighteen next month. Not a kid anymore." Charlie fidgeted. "Maybe... I don't know. I'm confused." Nick slowed the car, pulling to the side. He turned to face him, voice quieter now. "Do you find me attractive?" Charlie blinked, nervous but honest. "Yeah. You're cool, strong, tall... rich. You can get lots of girlfriends. Unlike me." His lips pouted slightly. Nick's eyes softened. He leaned closer, watching Charlie's face with intent silence. For the first time, Charlie noticed how sharp his features were-the perfect nose, the curve of his jaw, the faint stubble along his chin. Nick's hand came up, gently cupping Charlie's cheek. He brushed his lips against Charlie's, waiting for any sign of hesitation. Charlie froze-but didn't pull back. His eyes fluttered shut. Nick deepened the kiss slowly, his lips soft but deliberate, tasting the quiet tension between them. Charlie's fingers clutched weakly at the fabric near Nick's waist, and for a moment, the world outside the car completely disappeared.