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Anarchious

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In a city built downward into the abyss, oxygen isn't a human right—it's a subscription. And Jax’s account is about to hit zero. Welcome to Anarchious. Hidden from the rest of the world within a colossal crater, it is a hyper-advanced, inverted city where the elite bask in sunlight at the top, and the poor choke on toxic smog at the bottom. The Hood Overseer maintains absolute order through a simple, brutal law: he controls the air, and he controls the light. Jax is a "Null"—a bottom-dwelling scavenger surviving on scrapped tech and a desperate set of rules he calls Rat-Tactics. He isn't a hero. He just wants to keep his rebreather ticking. But when a scavenging run with his reckless partner Ryla goes terribly wrong, they stumble into the slaughterhouses of the Sprawl and uncover the city's darkest secret. The elite aren't just oppressing the poor; they are harvesting their mutated DNA to achieve immortality. Now, holding a stolen "Gene-Core" that proves the Warlords are grinding citizens into genetic paste, Jax is the most hunted boy in the abyss. Pursued by cyborg enforcers, silent assassins, and a tyrannical Overseer, Jax's days of running are over. To survive the dark, he has to become the spark that burns the city down.
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Hurt Me Like You Mean It [BL]

[Updates resume March. Due to exams] [This book contains, explicit and mature scenes—no r*pe. Not advised for viewers under 18, protect thy purity] Lance Dixon is drowning in a debt that isn’t his. His parents’ financial mistakes have fallen entirely onto him, and his life has collapsed into a constant struggle to stay afloat. He has never denied what he is. Lance is a masochist, and most people he’s dated couldn’t handle that truth. Every relationship ended the same way, leaving him with needs no one was willing to meet. Everything shifts on a night he drinks too much and ends up venting to a stranger. In a mix of frustration and alcohol, Lance jokes that he’d sell himself to anyone willing to pay off his debt. The stranger, Ansel Lowell, doesn’t brush it off. He asks how much. And when Lance tells him, Ansel offers a deal: three months living under his terms, in exchange for clearing the debt completely. The deal is straightforward and seems almost like relief. But as the days pass, the dynamic between them deepens in ways neither expected. What began as a simple exchange grows into a connection that is far more consuming, and far more dangerous, than either of them intended. [Excerpt] Lance meant to pull away when Ansel stepped closer, but his body didn’t move. Ansel’s hand hovered near his jaw, just close enough to make Lance’s breath catch. “Do you understand what you agreed to?” Ansel asked quietly. Lance swallowed. “You’re paying off my debt. I stay with you for three months. That’s it.” A hint of a smile tugged at Ansel’s mouth, which made him more dangerous because of it. “No, Lance. That’s the surface of it. I want you to hear the truth.” Lance’s pulse stumbled. Ansel leaned in just enough that Lance could feel the warmth of his breath. “I’m going to take up space in your life. I’m going to have you when I want you. I’m going to learn every weakness you try to hide, and I will use them. I will claim you, piece by piece, until you can’t tell where your choices end and mine begin.” Lance exhaled shakily. “Do you worst Mr. Lowell, I can handle it.”
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