Ficool

bl

He's MY Omega; Marked By The Alpha I Don't Know{BL}

Ethan's life was going well... sort of. With three months to his wedding and almost enough savings to finally quit his stripping job, everything seemed almost perfect… Till his fiancé suddenly dumps him, and he loses everything he's ever built... in the span of one week. Standing at the edge of a storybuilding, he's about to throw himself off to end the suffocating pain when he suddenly gets a call... for an interview with a high-ranking company he never applied to. A company under the renowned Alpha Aurelian Vale. The S-tier Alpha who would change his life forever, and just may be tied to Ethan's present and past in more ways than he could even begin to imagine. The Alpha he THINKS he doesn't know. ******* "Why should I trust you? Isn't playing games the core of your business? Everything is a game to you. Even this... "He says, and I step closer to him... pushing myself against him, as I see fear return to his eyes. "You don't know me, Ethan. "I remind him, and I watch the anger in his eyes melt into stubbornness. "And you also don't know me, Mr. Aurelian! "He retorts, and I smirk. That's the Ethan I like. Feisty. "But I do know you. "I say, and he visibly gulps as beads of sweat begin to form across his forehead. "You're impulsive, stubborn, and daring. You are broken and hurting inside, but you mask all that pain with a smile. Never really healing from them, but burying them. Praying the day doesn't come when they rise from their graves. Your humour is your defence mechanism. It makes you feel stronger when you're intimidated or scared. "I continue, and his jaw drops as he gawks at me. I lean in closer to him, enjoying the heat of the proximity, as I drop low enough for my lips to brush against his ear, and his delicate orchid scent fills my lungs. "Am I wrong? "I question him, and he just blinks back. Visibly stunned by my words. I smile in satisfaction at him before stepping away from him, and once again I hit the emergency stop button. "I know you better than you think, Ethan. The sooner you understand this, the better. "I add before reaching for a cigar in my breast pocket and lighting it. I know it's against the rules, but I don't care. "You might want to cover that. "I say, pointing at the bulge in his pants, and he immediately turns red as he tries to drag his shirt down to cover it. Just then, the elevator doors open, and I smirk as people pour into the elevator, looking between Ethan and me. I see the stink eyes I get because of the cigar in my hand, but I only step out of the elevator because of the infant I see a mother carrying. As I leave Ethan behind, I send him a text. *Meet me in the car.*
Blue_Bird_4500 · 16.1k Views

the cynic and the crimson king

our dear , King Ignis, the Dragon King, has grown weary of the political drama in the supernatural realm. On a whim, he decides to "slum it" among the humans, where society has recently been shaken by the emergence of Shifters—humans born with animal traits like cat ears, fox tails, or wolf fangs, and the ability to partially or fully transform. Ignis finds himself drawn to a small, unremarkable university student named Kaelan. Kaelan is painfully quiet, utterly unflappable, and possesses a fascinating, almost aggressive cynicism. Despite the undeniable evidence of Shifters walking the campus, Kaelan refuses to believe in anything magical, supernatural, or even slightly extraordinary. He views the Shifter phenomenon as an elaborate, frankly gross, mass delusion, responding to any mention of it with a derisive snort and an epic eye-roll. However, this calm exterior hides an easy irritation, a surprisingly short temper, and a fierce, almost foolhardy fearlessness. Ignis, amused by Kaelan’s aggressive unbelief and finding his flustered moments utterly captivating, decides he must have the human. But how does the King of Dragons prove the existence of magic to a human who thinks animal ears are just bad fashion choices, all while keeping his own colossal secret? Kaelan's refusal to believe in anything supernatural, including the six-foot-seven, unnervingly handsome, and impeccably dressed man now suddenly following him around, is proving to be Ignis's most entertaining challenge yet.
Prefina_Pedro · 15.1k Views

Not Realize They're in a Bubble

At twenty-four, Candy is wealthy, infamous, and utterly unbearable. A spoiled brat with a sharp mouth and zero patience, he’s gone through bodyguards like it's water. Most of them last a few days at most, and the reason is simple: Candy is impossible to work for, at least that's the reason that makes it into the job description. Marcus Rowe is thirty-eight, exhausted, and painfully aware that he’s no one’s first choice anymore and probably has never been. Older, rough around the edges, and openly gay, he takes the job for one reason only: money. He lives with his sister and her young son, and he needs stability more than pride. He expects disrespect, long hours, and eventual failure. What he doesn’t expect is Candy himself. In public, Candy performs helplessness flawlessly. Around staff and security, he leans into a fragile, needy persona that makes him seem smaller, softer, almost powerless. But alone with Marcus, the act drops. Candy is sharper. Colder. Confident in a way that feels deliberate. The bratty behavior becomes something controlled, and the power dynamic quietly shifts into something Marcus was never expecting. As threats begin to surface and the real reason no one stays long starts to unravel, Marcus realizes that protecting Candy isn’t just about keeping him alive, it’s about surviving the strange, private world they’re building together. A world where appearances mean nothing, roles invert, and the outside world slowly fades away. Somewhere between duty and desire, control and vulnerability, they stop noticing when everything else disappears. This is Not Realize They're in a Bubble by your truly.
Chloe_Bryant · 1.2k Views

From Villain to Virtual Sweetheart: The Fake Heir’s Grand Scheme(BL)

Oops! The foolish real young master had run away!!! The title of the book… Micah had everything anyone could possibly envy, a gentle mother, a supportive father, and two doting older sisters. His family business dominated the capital with its high-technology products, and he was raised with a silver spoon from birth. Life was perfect. Until one day everything crumbled when a young man appeared, claiming to be the real young master. The classic case of swapped at birth… Panicked and heartbroken, Micah, the fake heir, fought desperately to hold onto his family and fortune. From Bad-mouthing and spreading rumours to initiating misplaced hatred toward the real young master, he plotted financial pitfalls and implicated his family business in progress. Not to mention his backstabbing and selling the classified information to a rival company. “What the actual f..?” Micah stared at the book, seething with anger. He was practically a villain out of a melodrama. He would never be like that! Which vengeful ghost had written this book?! “Where is my knife?!” He needed to show this so-called author the true meaning of vengeance! Even if he couldn’t get his hands on him, at the very least, he could undermine all the nonsense that was written in his book! Whether would he really be this mentally handicapped as described in the book remained a mystery, but please could someone explain the rest of the book to him? Those madmen! Those Degenerated Gongs! How could they torment the cheerful sunny Shou and twist him into an obedient meek little puppet just to satisfy their sick desires?! “I, Micah Ramsy, swear to protect my new brother from those psychos and hungry wolves!” Thus begins the journey of the fake heir, hell-bent on keeping those scums away from his sweet brother.
Akina_nass67 · 1.4m Views

An Omega Valet's Guide to Seducing an Alpha Prince

[Warning: R-18+ Mature Content - Omegaverse BL] There are three steps to surviving a Transmigration Battle Royale: 1. Secure a high status. 2. Defeat the other transmigrators. 3. Capture the Male Lead’s heart. Elian failed Step #1 immediately. While Player 1 (Ambrose) transmigrated as the delicate, tragic Son of the High Priest... And Player 2 (Rowena) transmigrated as the glamorous, perfectionist Princess determined to be the ideal Empress... Elian transmigrated as the Crown Prince’s personal valet. His stats are trash. His political power is zero. He is destined to be a background character who holds the door open while the main characters fall in love. But Elian discovered a loophole in the System. While Ambrose is busy writing poetry to woo the Prince, and Rowena is busy curating the perfect candlelight dinners to dazzle the Prince... Elian is the one scrubbing the Prince’s back in the bath. Elian is the one measuring the Prince’s inseam for new breeches. Elian is the one warming the Prince’s bed on cold winter nights. System: [Warning! The Prince’s pheromones are affecting you. Please retreat!] Elian: [Retreat? Are you kidding? I’m moving in!] Who needs a tragic backstory or a perfect royal pedigree when you have a lock on the bedroom door and absolutely no shame? -------------------- (Warning: This novel features a shameless MC, a possessive Alpha Prince, and a Battle Royale where the winner takes all... literally. And lots of smut...like lots, so beware!) ** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887
DollyRoma · 10.4k Views