fil de la mer
- Reads 388
- Votes 20
- Parts 3
MatureOngoing46m
Last published Tue, Jul 30, 2024
In which Duke Wriothesley falls deeply for the enigmatic man dressed in blue during a dance;
Neuvillette's eyes are closed, his breathing shallow and erratic.
He's lost in the sensation of the Duke's touch, the gentle caress that sets his heart racing.
He's afraid to open them, afraid that the spell will be broken.
But the warmth, the tenderness, it's too much to resist. His eyes flutter open, meeting Wriothesley's gaze, and he sees something there that he's never seen before: raw, unbridled desire, mixed with a hint of... something else.
Something softer, more vulnerable.
FIL DE LA MER; "son of the sea"
Enjoy.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Not Perfect People, But The Perfect Match
[End Of Main Story] Caught in a relentless downpour after a miserable meeting, mafia boss William seethes when his car breaks down in the middle of the road. He loathes the rain-its smell, its mess, its intrusion-and sinks deeper into his frustration as the storm batters against the windows. Then, through the blur of rain, he spots a man: barefoot, drenched, and spinning in the street like the storm itself is his playground. Clad only in soaked white pyjamas, the stranger laughs silently into the night, utterly unbothered by the chaos around him. William, cold and controlled, finds himself transfixed-his irritation giving way to something far more dangerous: curiosity.Complete![Droplets that fell (for you) [Wriolette]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/353319475-256-k170220.jpg)
Droplets that fell (for you) [Wriolette]
TW// many trigger warnings. Don't take this lightly! The legend of the first calamity caused by the Hydro Dragon was one to shake people to their cores. From you 200 years ago; the case remains open as the nation of Fontaine builds itself from the ground up, and the new society builds on justice. A case of Melusine murders drives Wriohtesley to work with a soldier, detective, and a judge to uncover its secrets and reveal older connections to Egeria's era, the previous queen of Fontaine known from tales told.Complete
Hating you is the only way it doesn't hurt ( Taekook)
"This is your son?" Taehyung asks timidly. "Yes, he's my son." Jeongguk's voice trembles. " Yes, he's our son." Jeongguk's thought rages. After two weeks of passionate romance, Taehyung leaves abruptly leaving Jungkook to nurse a broken mating bond and a delicate pregnancy alone. Five years later, Taehyung returns. Will they find the way back to each other? Merman JK Γ Human Tae M- preg
the sun and his moon
they had heard about each other, but they hadn't met. so when they finally met, it felt like they were already familiar. playful teasing and snarky comments were thrown around until one night they saw each other in a different light. from that moment, their relationship really started. !! trigger warnings !! mentions of abuse, panic attacks, anxiety also a lot of syrupy sweet love; might cause a sugar rush or nausea to some people // art on cover by oholivie // all characters in this story belong to Furudate HaruichiComplete
(TinCan) I Hate U.
Tin - you hate me? For what's the reason? Can stopped walking and turned to him. So confused as to why he sounded so broken all of a sudden. Can - why are you asking such stupid questions? Tin - you're being unfair. I told you my reason why I hate you, you should tell me yours. Can - we're enemies. Tin- enemies? (Turned to Can) tell me... tell me why do I feel this pain whenever you says something like that? (Punched his heart) it hurts... a lot right here. (Punched his heart a couple more as he started to weep.) Can...Can, why? Author's note: Hello everyone! I'm new to this, and my grammar sucks big time but I am a fan of these lovely bl romance so I am writing a story of my own. Read if you like and also please support me! It would really help encourage me. Hehe!Complete
Unveiling him β
β Day is blind. And he hates being pitied more than anything. When he had enough of his parents' constant worrying, he moved into another town to start a new life and fulfill his longtime goal of publishing a book. There, he comes across a friendly stranger who is more than ready to help out Day in any way he can. And Day thinks that maybe - just maybe - he has found the only person who didn't pity him. β¬ββββββββββ§ββββββββββ¬ Excerpt from the book : This was not the first time anyone had ever appreciated Day's writing, but this time around, Day sure felt awkward and speechless. His lack of social life sure took a toll on him. "Good night, P'Mhok. It seems like it's going to rain, get home safely." He managed to say something, and to second his statement, the thunder came rumbling afterward. Mhok smiled and looked at Day in a different manner like he did for the past few days. The look that made him realize that Day was not just his employer. I like you, Day - he wanted to say that. "Good night, Day." He settled with that instead. βΏComplete
[End Of Main Story] Caught in a relentless downpour after a miserable meeting, mafia boss William seethes when his car breaks down in the middle of the road. He loathes the rain-its smell, its mess, its intrusion-and sinks deeper into his frustration as the storm batters against the windows. Then, through the blur of rain, he spots a man: barefoot, drenched, and spinning in the street like the storm itself is his playground. Clad only in soaked white pyjamas, the stranger laughs silently into the night, utterly unbothered by the chaos around him. William, cold and controlled, finds himself transfixed-his irritation giving way to something far more dangerous: curiosity.
More detailsContent Guidelines