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Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

Alpha Albert, with the scent of gardenias, falls into a post-apocalyptic world overrun by beast-men, reduced to a near-death drifter. Yet he catches the eye of Hayes, the strongest snow leopard mutant—his cool, heady fragrance becomes an irresistible temptation even to the feline powerhouse. From then on, the irritable Commander remains icy and aloof by day, but at night presses his nose to Albert’s nape: “Move again and I’ll bite you.” Albert gazes at the leopard’s tail wrapped tightly around his waist, and chuckles: “Sir, your tail is wrapped too tightly.”

The sequel to Hunting the Field Guide. Kellen thought that his troubles were over. He'd dealt with the issue of the Poison Gate, he'd saved his sister, and he found out the location of where his trusty fellow Field Guide was located. As far as he was concerned, things were finally looking up for him. He could finally, finally live out the peaceful life he'd wished for when he'd first left the Front Lines. But then the E.A.G. reared it's old head. A hydra, a beast that just wouldn't die, Kellen was at his damn wit's end. All he wanted was to live out the life he'd literally carved out for himself. He just wanted to be happy with his Captain. Why was it so damn hard? ~ Meanwhile, Brent Jameson just wanted to be left alone. A man who knew he could have exceptional talent, Brent just wanted to do what he loved. Sleep around, escort people through Gates, and drink his problems away whenever he wanted to. He did not want to be the new Head of a Guild. That sounded like the exact opposite of what a man like him would want to do. He also didn't want to be attached. Maybe Kellen was right and he had a type, and maybe he avoided that kind of person, but hey, he was just a guy. He couldn't be with someone when he was worried at any minute that he could be teleported away from them and dropped into the ocean. Hell, it was dangerous for him to even have friends. Now that he was back 'home' with his lovely, wonderful family, he knew that he had made the right choice. Brent was better off alone.

The world is diverse and flourishing. Humanity has changed, and with it, brought in a new era of prosperity. Males and females still exist, but the spectrum from which humanity is cast has broadened. With the introduction of alpha, omega, and beta, humanity has evolved even further. In such a word, Dr. Andrew Knox, known environmental researcher, is happy being a beta male. It has made his life easier by being middle ground, and as much as some wish he was one way or the other, he’s happy being who he is. Thriving even. He works in a world renowned research facility. He makes friends easily, and his projects are always funded. He even found someone who he thinks he could end up marrying if things continue in the right direction. That, and the vacant house next to his apartment building gets bought by a new neighbour. A cute, but cautious omega who relies on Andrew as a beta for help. Andrew couldn’t be happier. He loves being a helper, and loves when people rely on him. All in all, Andrew really thinks he has everything made. That is, until a research project with shoddy data is thrown back into his face that he has no recollection of working on, and all of his reputation disintegrates in between one heartbeat and the next. Heartbroken, it isn’t until Andrew wakes up, chained to a wall that everything becomes clear. He becomes a test subject to one of the scientists that he trusted. That he expected would never harm him. The life he had known, where he was a respected researcher was ripped out from underneath him. His identity and everything he’s ever known is stolen from him from a crazed researcher who he had trusted, maybe even loved. He has to relearn who he is, what he is, from scratch. Thankfully, he has one person in his corner. He just never expected to have to rely on someone whose shoulders were so small. This is an a/b/o story, and will have those tropes associated with it. I hope you enjoy :)

I listened to the potential buyers in the hallway as they inspected the females in the other cells. There weren’t enough beastmen to go around, and from the way other males bowed to them, I could tell they were apex predators. The very top of the food chain. In a world where females outnumbered the males twenty to one, the idea that these nine males were sharing one female between them instead of each taking twenty as their own was odd. Unheard of, really. Unless the female was of unparalleled beauty, then... no, I still didn't get it. What was even stranger was that this female seemed to be even more feared than all nine of her mates, combined. Tags: harem, primitive world, beast world, polygamy, bisexual, bxb, bxg, gxg

Alex Beckett, a 19-year-old human college student from the modern world, wakes up in a fantasy "beast world" after a mysterious system error during an interdimensional transfer. He discovers he has been transformed into the world's only male omega — biologically capable of pregnancy, with irregular and unpredictable heat cycles, and extreme fertility. The system informs him that his only way home is to collect all seven sacred stones (each guarded by one of the seven powerful apex tribes) within three years, or his data will permanently integrate into this world. Alex quickly learns that fertile omegas (and females) are extremely rare in this world, making polyandry the cultural norm. Males compete fiercely — through courtship, gifts, duels, or even abduction — to claim a place in a female's heart. The sacred stones can only be transferred via formal mating acceptance or ritual conquest of the guardian, forcing Alex into a dangerous quest that will likely require either building a harem or watching his mates fight deadly battles. The story is in (18+) so expect mpreg, mature themes ahem... hot scenes. It has ahem.. ahem 2P, 3P, 4P etc.etc.( well you got the idea). ⚠️⚠️Proceed With Caution.⚠️⚠️

Zachary Torres died as he lived... terminally horny for monster men. When he wakes up in Hell, he's given a once-in-a-lifetime offer by a suspiciously handsome demonic President, instead of eternal torment, he can join a dysfunctional warband of Hell's most elite (and attractive) demons to take down the glittering bores of Heaven. Zac figures this is a win-win. He's surrounded by a seven-foot wolf general with a beard, a pompous lion in a suit of armor, a grumpy wendigo who hates shirts, a sarcastic owl pirate, a bird-man who looks like a WWII pin-up, and a three-headed dragon butler. He is living the fantasy he literally died for. The demons, however, quickly realize their new human asset is a walking HR disaster with zero survival instincts and a very specific... "condition" that is the source of all of his (self-identified) woes, and quickly becomes everyone else's as well. A hellarious M/M thirst fest for the cultured demon enjoyer. Daily updates!

༺❘✦ Ryo thought moderating online fan drama about Llewellyn, the world's most famous hero, was the worst part of his job... What he didn't expect was the System deciding his online arguments counted as combat experience and dropping him into a magical apocalypse with Llewellyn himself! He also didn't expect the Internet to start shipping them! And he certainly didn't expect the System's idea of "combat partner" to involve an absurd amount of physical contact disguised as Healing Bonuses, shared body heat, Dungeon environments that look like dates, or being randomly teleported onto Llewellyn's lap! Llewellyn might be the strongest person on Earth, but he has no one to watch his back. Luckily for him, Ryo has had to deal with his unhinged online following for years… and he is more than willing to get his hands dirty in person. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ Content Note: The rating goes up as the story progresses! Expect mutual attraction, sexual tension, only one bed trope, and explicit scenes between consenting adults. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ Webnovel updates: Mon / Fri Early access available on Patreon (10 chapters ahead and increasing), where I generally upload on Tue/Thu/Sat. Thank you so much for your support! ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ BL, Fantasy, System, Romance, M/M, Magic, Action, Character-driven, Feral Partnership, Idiots in Love, Getting Together, Slow Burn, Smut, Ropes, Humor, Banter, Dungeons, Distorted Realms, Magical Apocalypse, Internet Drama, VR Games, Elemental Cafés, a Penguin.

Each legend has its own hero, and each hero has its own legacy. When the fate of martial arts heroes intertwined, they tried to find out who caused the chaos in the martial arts world. There is an old saying: "The more you love a person, the more hurt you are." So, how much are these heroes willing to sacrifice for the person they love?

“I like you,” he said with a serious expression. “I don’t know what to do, but I really do.” “I’m sorry,” I said softly, “but I don’t feel that way about you. Please give up.” “No.” “…” “You must not have done enough good deeds in your past life. To have someone like me like you… just accept it, because no matter what, I’m not giving up.” “Then I’ll go do some good deeds.” “I’ll take you.” I sighed several times. Since he confessed his love, my life has never been peaceful. If it were anyone else, they would have given up after being rejected so directly, but he wasn’t. He was stubborn, didn’t listen to anyone, and was incredibly self-centered. “I don’t need much. I just want to be by your side.”

Damian returns to the small town of Orovac with little to no recollection of the place he used to call home. What is initially meant to be a casual summer holiday very soon takes a turn when he meets a handsome, young man. Wyatt. A childhood friend. Neither remembers the other, and as they reconnect, Damian finds himself feeling something he hasn't felt before: sweaty palms, blushing, and choking up on his words. He realises these are feelings he can't ignore. But Wyatt isn't available. Between family expectations, a girlfriend who's finishing her degree, and fears he isn't ready to face, Wyatt finds himself tangled in a web of his own problems-and what's worse, Damian is trapped in it too. Between desire and betrayal, Damian longs for something he shouldn't, while Wyatt yearns for the affection that's slipping out of his reach. But, in the end, when all the cards are laid bare and the truth comes to light, Damian will be faced with a choice. To stay or to go. To hope for the rain to come and heal his withering longing, or to have the harsh heat burn it until there is nothing left.

#DarkRomance #ModernRoyalty #PossessiveAlpha #DominantOmega #AlphaDominant #RoyalCourt #ForcedEngagement #SlowBurn #ABO #PowerImbalance #ChosenMate #PoliticalMarriage Dean Fitzgeralt has spent his life protected by power, choice, and the careful distance his family built around him. As a dominant omega born into one of the Empire’s most influential houses, he knows what the world expects of him and how carefully those expectations must be managed. When political pressure closes in, Dean makes a choice meant to end a growing diplomatic standoff: he accepts an engagement to Crown Prince Arion of Alamina without truly knowing the man behind the proposal. Arion is a dominant alpha whose power comes with a brutal truth: without a mate, he is dangerously close to madness. If he goes berserk, entire regions could pay the price. Dean is the only solution. Now bound by his choice, Dean must leave everything familiar behind and step into Alamina’s court, where patience is lethal, possession is quiet but absolute, and Arion’s restraint rests on him alone. He chose this willingly. What he didn’t know was how dangerous being chosen back would be. Order of Books: [BL] Reborn as the Empire’s Most Desired Omega Caught by the Mad Alpha King Taming the Wild Beast of Alamina

My name is Hagar, and I’m no hero. Heroes die in stories. I follow orders. I execute. I survive. That’s how I’ve lasted, and how I’ve thrived in a world that chews up the unprepared. I know the danger of wandering ideals, the danger of acting without a plan, the danger of believing anyone’s courage is enough to save them. Until now. Until I took on this mission and found myself in-between two warring nations and in-between two men that scare me and confound me. For the first time, I’m seeing orders I cannot follow, decisions that don’t make sense, a mission that feels… wrong. thoughts that are mine alone, and desires that exist without permission. Playing a hero might just be the death of me.

[RATED 18+ ONLY] Théoden smiled at me with a mixture of malice and arrogance. “How did your own cum taste to you when I shoved it down your throat?” He began to stroke my cock in long, slow movements, bringing my uncooperative member to full hardness against my will. The leather felt so good on my skin, increasing my pleasure. “It was disgusting,” I said. Mentally, I was trying to fight against the arousal he was working inside of me, and failing quite miserably. Théoden lashed out, backhanding me hard across the jaw. My chains rattled from the impact, and pain shot through my face and lingered for a few seconds until the injury faded. He was still stroking me with a skill I’d never felt before. Fuck, he worked my dick better than I did! The pain and pleasure mixture he was giving me threw me through a loop of confusing feelings. I wanted to be repulsed and pissed, but I also didn’t want him to stop. It felt so damn good. “Want to try again?” Théoden asked me, glaring hard. His hand still worked me close to completion. I glanced down at my cock, it was so full of blood and about ready to explode. My body quaked as he stroked me, and I moaned, unable to hold it in. God, this was feeling so fucking good! “Try again,” he repeated. I didn’t know what the hell he wanted from me. I’d answered him in the way he wanted me to, so what the fuck is he looking for? I had to figure this out or risk being knocked out again. “I don’t know what you want from me, Sir,” I said, hoping he would help me out with that. Théoden huffed, then sighed. “How about the truth?” “I told you the truth, Sir.” “No, you didn’t. When will you learn that you cannot lie to me, bitch? I made you, my blood knows you, now. So, I’m going to ask you one last time… how did your own cum taste to you when I shoved it down your throat?” Content Warning: This is an explicitly erotic, dark paranormal novel containing graphic M/M sexual content, BDSM, non-consensual situations, and extreme themes. The breakdown below describes the story's narrative arc with discretion

***WARNING!!!! 21+ ONLY! BE WISE TO CHOOSE WHAT YOU READ!*** Category: BL (Boy's Love) Genre: Fantasy Rating: Mature (21+) Tags: •Slice of Life• , •Another World• , •Harem• , •Super Powers• , •Sword and Magic• , •Academy• , •Romance• , •Adventure• I was sent to another world as a villain. In this world, contract symbols appear in various colors, signifying different states: •Black Symbol: Engraved when a couple has sexual relations outside of marriage. •Yellow Symbol: Engraved when a couple has sexual relations while engaged. •White Symbol: Engraved when a couple has sexual relations after marriage. •Red Symbol: Engraved on a person who kills their own partner. •Blue Symbol: Engraved on a person whose partner has passed away. •Broken Black Symbol: Engraved on a rapist. Consequently, the perpetrator is sentenced to mandatory death. The symbol is permanent and cannot be hidden. Even if someone recklessly cuts off their hand to get rid of the symbol, the mark will reappear on the perpetrator's forehead as a warning to everyone. Therefore, no one dares to commit sexual crimes or kill their own partner. And the most absolute law of nature: Anyone who violates the contract of life and death—such as divorcing a loyal partner without a justified reason, lies, or because of an affair—then that person will die instantly on the spot. However, Besides Allen (the main character), there are many other characters who are the romance targets. They're all so cute! But in this world, I became a villain who will destroy the world. And I was asked to change my bleak future. I am determined! No matter what happens in the future, my goal is to protect my family and my spouse! A new life as Arvin Vedegra began. And then... Please read it by yourself... v^.^v

this is about hermes hendic and ash tentrec who meet when hermes starts attending a new all boys bording school and after becoming friends slowly start falling in love

It all started with that one proposal, a deal-turned-bait pulling him into something dark, yet irresistible and inescapable. ____ Ryan Kane is mixed-race, poor, and worst still, in a university where everything screams "silver and gold". He thinks his scholarship and education are his only way to a future better than his present. But this guy's grades aren't helping matters as he keeps juggling between lectures, attendance, and part-time jobs. The lower his grades get, the closer he is to withdrawing, going back to his deadbeat of a father, and having a life with nothing. Well, he absolutely doesn't want a reality like that, and to avert that, his only option was getting a tutor. Ryan’s desperate enough to ask Adrian Val. On campus and to everyone, Adrian is the perfect, well-behaved, brilliant heir to a top conglomerate family. While in private, he is a possessive, manipulative jerk who does a lot of unimaginable things. When Ryan proposes tutoring to him, Adrian offers that he pay with his body instead. To him, Ryan can't afford his time and knowledge with just his measly bucks. Ryan says yes to the offer, and along the line, he falls heavily for Adrian. But even when Adrian rejects his confession and treats him like a toy way worse than before, Ryan doesn't leave. He wants the tutoring, the intimacy, the sex, his persistent feelings for Adrian, and the tiny hope that Adrian's heart may steer towards him. It gets even messier when Adrian’s friend Liam enters the picture. Liam is calm, kind, and actually cares about Ryan, but he holds back his feelings to keep the peace. Then there is also Chase, a rich troublemaker who openly flirts with Ryan. Trapped in a dirty cycle of sex, love, and heartbreak, everything Ryan had and held dear to him came tumbling gradually. And by the time he realizes the depth of it, it is too late. Too late to even hold onto anything. Only to be caught between three powerful men who all want a piece of him for different reasons. ____ Years later, the campus gates are closed and Ryan has built a life for himself away from the shadows of Westhill. But his new career brings him face to face with the man that once broke him... Graduation was only a temporary escape This story contains #slowburn #toxic #drama #psychological #smut scenes #red flag top #trauma #obsession

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^

Renji is the brilliant student everyone sees but no one truly knows. His delicate beauty has made him the perfect target for cruelty, turning his university life into a nightmare of harassment and depressive isolation. All he wants is to finish his degree in silence. Haru is the shadow in the classroom.He never speaks. He never causes trouble. But when he witnesses Renji being humiliated in the library, something inside him snaps. Haru decides to intervene—not with violence, but with strategic intelligence. Yet, as Renji begins to lower his guard, they discover the bullying hides something far darker. Someone is manipulating Renji's life from the shadows, pulling the strings of his suffering. Now, Haru is the only one who can decipher the mystery before Renji shatters completely.

Lan Wangji's grief broke more than Gusu Lan's rules. It broke the barrier between life and death. His forbidden ritual to resurrect Wei Wuxian failed catastrophically. Instead of his soulmate, he summoned a flute devil wearing Wei Wuxian's perfect face—a murderous copy that knows their most intimate secrets and now terrorizes the cultivation world. While Lan Wangji faces accusations of heresy and hunts the monster he created, Wei Wuxian's actual soul awakens in a stranger's body with no memory of his past life. Now, the Second Jade must protect this fragile, reborn Wei Ying from a world that fears his name and from the vicious reflection that wears his smile. To save the man he loves, Lan Wangji must destroy the darkest manifestation of his own guilt—a ghost that looks exactly like the reason he broke every rule in the first place. [ Release time : Friday & Thursday Chapters : Two chapters per day ( for having other issues & more book . might sometime miss if there is any problem) ] [ Paused updates for the next 3 months. not abandoning you all! just forced to stop for exam. Do not hesitate to follow us. we'll be back surely. Just the situation isn't supporting us. I hope you'll understand♡ ]