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To have the ability to see into people's past has no real appeal for the teenager this story is about, letting him only use it as amusement and to show off when he was drunk. Never look into someone's past beyond a superficial level. Never try to find out more than you should. NEVER. EVER. LOOK. INTO. THE. FUTURE. But everything changed the moment he was forced to look into the future, was forced to investigate the circumstances of a murder, and was forced to make the acquaintance of the victim's twin brother('s fists). The more time passed, the more it appeared that the primary reason for this murder wasn't a local, but a global one. This single, marred corpse was the beginning of a threat that would shake the world. (MC loses a screw when he enters the prison.) Slow Burn, BL, first-person view; MC is shorter than ML BUT we have a SWITCH-COUPLE! Love interest falls in love first; both MC and ML are straight, mutual bending, Enemies to Lovers) Many thanks to MelBri for helping so skillfully with any kind of grammar error! (*ˊᗜˋ*)/ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ* WARNING: sexual content, excessive violence, graphic violence, torture, disturbing scenes https://discord.gg/FvX9PeWraY

"I'll make you fall in love with me sweetheart." - Jett. "We'll see about that." - Jamie. - "I bet your dick is so small you need a microscope to see it." - Jamie. "I'll let you be the judge of that." - Jett. - Jett is the second son of a wealthy, powerful household that expects him to inherit the family company alongside his older brother. But Jett wants none of it. Boxing is the only thing that makes sense to him, Jett has spent most of his adult days swinging with his fists, the only place where he decides the rules. Jamie is everything Jett claims to hate. Cute, sharp-tongued, stubborn as hell, and impossible to ignore. A college student with a bright car, a sharp mouth, and a younger brother he protects with everything he has. Jett is like smoke, angry, dark, drifting between worlds he refuses to choose from. Jamie is like sugar, sweet at the core, though he hides it under thorns and fire. Together, they're a slow, inevitable burn.

The Sovereign’s Treasure The world calls him a devil. He calls him his everything. Mark Mathew is the Sovereign—a man whose name is whispered in shadows and whose power is a steel-tempered grip over the city’s heart. To the underworld, he is the "Grave-Maker," a ruthless master who doesn't just punish his enemies; he erases them. He is a giant among men, cold and untouchable... until he looks at Win. Win is the light the Sovereign never thought he deserved—pure, innocent, and fragile as a newborn lamb. To the rest of the world, Win is a mystery; to Mark, he is the only person capable of bringing a devil to his knees. But shadows are lengthening. Justin, a man fueled by a delusional, white-knuckled obsession, is determined to "save" Win from the Sovereign’s clutches. Convinced that Win is a captive rather than a lover, Justin prepares to expose the horrific blood on Mark’s hands, oblivious to the fact that he is walking straight into the jaws of a predator. As the lines between protection and possession blur, Win must navigate the terrifying reality of Mark’s power. Can a love born in the darkness survive the truth of who the Master really is? Or will the Sovereign’s treasure be shattered by the very world built to protect him?

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

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 :)

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.*

Ashton never tried to hide that he was a gold digger. He grew up in a poor family that never had enough. His father was a drug addict his mother, though hardworking, was hopelessly devoted to him. She worked three shifts just to keep the lights on, but she was rarely home. As the youngest of three, Ashton grew up Wearing hand-me-downs and facing ridicule for his shabby clothes, he swore that one day, he’d never be poor again. College was supposed to be his new beginning. He’d been saving money since he was fourteen and thought he’d found love his first boyfriend, his supposed forever. But forever ended when that same boyfriend drained his savings and disappeared. Heartbroken, Ashton realized that hard work and honesty didn’t always pay off. Love, he decided, was just another transaction and if love was the game, he would play it to win. So he decided to became a gold digger. And he wasn’t ashamed. Ashton knew he couldn’t succeed on his own, so he crossed paths with Rose. Fortunately or unfortunately for him( only time could tell), Rose was the best of the best, a brilliant and smart gold digger who had turned seduction into an art. Somehow, Ashton convinced Rose to become his mentor. But Ashton had his own way to drive anyone mad and before long, he was giving Rose a constant migraine. After careful research, he found his perfect target: Alexander Rivera a 46-year-old Italian businessman, divorced, wealthy, and handsome for his age. Alexander had everything Ashton wanted. The age gap didn’t matter. All Ashton saw was a way out. a chance to finish college, pay rent, and finally live without struggle. Alexander Rivera would be his ticket to happiness. Ashton: My name might not be Luna, but I sure know how to Lovegood.(bites his lower lip) Alexander:........... Ashton: I'll show you my secret passage, but only if you solemnly swear that you're up to no good.( wink-wink) Alexander:........... Ashton:I'd like to get your Basilisk into my Chamber of Secrets.(looks at rose across the room as if saying "I seemed hot right? right") Rose:..........( I don't f*cing know this guy) Alexander sighs softly, voice low and calm: "no more drinks for you." younger,shameless, money worshipping,Harry Potter books obsessed fan, cheeky, chaotic bottom × older, composed, wealthy,possessive, and generous to his little baby top

Minglan’s life didn’t explode. It just… ran out. No job. No money. No big plans. He spent his last cash on takeout and a “cozy” cooking game: The 7th Earth Culinary. Relaxing? Sure. He kept dying before he even cooked one decent meal. He rage-quit, tossed the console, and the screen went black. Then someone knocked. The door didn’t open to his hallway. It opened to a different world; and it dropped him straight into the Wetlands, where “careful” is survival and “kind” gets you eaten. A System watches. Rules tick down. There’s an elimination round, and when it’s over, the System leaves. If Minglan’s still alive. Somehow he makes it past the first cut… and lands in Seven Earth Culinary, a cooking academy that doesn’t hand out grades; it hands out consequences. That’s where he meets Han Chengwen. Cold. High-ranked. The kind of man who can press two fingers behind your ear and make your whole body remember who’s in control. Minglan thought food was just fuel. Turns out the real problem isn’t hunger. It’s surviving alone.

“This world is built on lies. If you want to keep it alive, make sure none of them are exposed. They must never reach his ears.” As long as Shuu could remember, these words had governed his life. Abandoned at the grand temple and forsaken by the gods, Shuu grew up powerless in a world that valued nothing else. Survival was never guaranteed, especially for someone like him. Yet he had one talent-he could read fortunes, and he never got them wrong. His future was decided early. He would serve the temple until his debt was paid, then fade away. But during the Hero’s fortune reading, Shuu made a single mistake. One moment was enough to strip him of his place and throw him into exile-only to be taken in by the very Hero who caused it, a man whose presence turns Shuu’s life completely off course. And as Shuu is pulled deeper into the Hero’s path, he begins to realize that something about the Hero and his companions is deeply wrong-something he cannot yet name, but cannot ignore. __________ Please leave a review. Also warning, will have Mpreg (around ch 70ish) . If it's not your cup of tea, just be careful

Alex Beckett, an ordinary college student from the modern world, wakes up one morning in a massive, otherworldly forest after passing out while studying. Disoriented and confused, he falls into a hidden cave where he encounters a glowing white cat-like entity that introduces itself as "System AKJ 4587" (shortened to "System"). The System explains that due to a transportation error, Alex was accidentally sent to the Beast World instead of the intended ABO world. In this world, powerful beastmen (humanoids who can shift into animals) dominate, and male omegas like Alex who are capable of giving birth ( and also a human) are non-existent. And as fate allows it, Alex enters a sudden, intense heat cycle (caused by a glitch in his recessive omega biology + proximity to a powerful mate). He is discovered and claimed by Naga, a massive, iridescent-scaled serpent beastman lord of the Serpent Tribe. In the heat of the moment, Naga mates and bonds Alex, believing him to be female at first. When the truth is revealed the next morning, Naga — bound by lifelong mating instincts — fully accepts Alex as his mate regardless of gender. ***** 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.⚠️⚠️

He transmigrated into the body of a sixteen-year-old boy. Asou Akiya’s new parents were dead, he had no ties, no burdens, no way back; the original owner had left him nothing but a precarious foothold as the lowliest grunt in Yokohama’s most notorious port organization. For an ordinary human without a single ability, simply staying alive was set to nightmare difficulty. No golden finger from the heavens? Then he would forge his own. Four years later. Destiny finally handed him its greatest turning point. After a cataclysmic explosion rocked the city, Asou Akiya, with meticulous calculation and trembling hands, rescued a breathtaking French beauty who had lost all memory. The man had been betrayed, abandoned, left fragile and shivering in the cold; yet beneath that porcelain vulnerability burned a soul of blinding brilliance and combat prowess that touched the very ceiling of this world. “…Who… am I?” “You are a romantic French poet, Rimbaud.” “A poet?” “Yes,” Akiya whispered, voice steady as scripture, “and you are the love of my life.” From that moment, Asou Akiya placed him upon the apex of his heart and spoiled him rotten. He soothed every wound with tenderness, watered the tender shoots of love with carefully tended lies, and watched them bloom. So what if memory returned one day? He had already seized the most priceless treasure in the world. Thank you, Verlaine! The partner you were willing to discard is now my wife. 【Asou Akiya × Rimbaud (French name: Jean Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud)】 {Mon âme éternelle, Observe ton voeu Malgré la nuit seule Et le jour en feu.} O my eternal soul, Hold fast to desire In spite of the night And the day on fire. — From A Season in Hell, Rimbaud

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!

Demyan hated Leksa, profoundly. He would never miss an opportunity to taunt him, fight him, or laugh at him. That’s why he mockingly called him “my wife” and joined forces under his command. Wait… under his command!? Dammit, that pretty face deceived him again!

The Cat Between Us Xu Jin, a reckless second-generation young master, runs away from his wealthy family in a burst of stubborn rebellion. Determined to prove he can live independently, he buys an apartment, armed with nothing but confidence, a skateboard, and absolutely zero life skills. Meanwhile, Liang Chen, a gentle literature professor, lives quietly next door with his lively grandmother. Their home is calm, tidy, filled with tea fragrance and old books — the opposite of Xu Jin’s chaotic new life. Their paths collide in a pet shop when both try to buy the same white male kitten. A ridiculous bidding war ends with Xu Jin winning the cat, much to Liang Chen’s frustration. Neither realizes they will soon be neighbors — until moving day brings the shocking discovery that they live separated by only one wall. Xu Jin names the kitten Yunhu, and immediately learns that independence is far harder than imagined. He can’t cook, can’t clean properly, and now has a mischievous cat destroying his apartment. Next door, Liang Chen is endlessly annoyed by mysterious crashes, meows, and the unstoppable chaos leaking through the wall — yet secretly, he finds himself wanting to meet the kitten he cannot touch. As days pass, Xu Jin’s unhealthy eating and exhaustion catch up to him. One night, he collapses near his open doorway, too weak to seek help. Yunhu escapes to the corridor and scratches at Liang Chen’s door, leading the professor to discover the half-conscious Xu Jin on the floor. With his grandmother’s help, Liang Chen rushes the taller, delirious young master to the hospital in the middle of the night. Bound together by a white cat, thin walls, and an unexpected emergency, two very different lives begin to intertwine — setting the stage for slow healing, reluctant companionship, and a relationship neither of them saw coming

In a kingdom where vows are carved into blood and magic remembers what the heart forgets, Miran Vaelor lives beneath the shadow of a mark he does not understand. The sigil upon his skin should never have awakened. It binds him to a past stripped from his memory—one filled with promises he cannot recall and a name his heart still recognizes. When fate draws him back into the path of Caelion Arkendell, a man bound by crown, duty, and an oath he has carried in silence for years, the ancient mark begins to glow once more. Their bond was forged long before betrayal, war, and stolen memories tore them apart. It is older than choice. Older than fear. As political unrest brews and forgotten truths rise to the surface, Miran and Caelion are forced to confront what was taken from them: a vow broken by force, a love preserved by magic, and a destiny that refuses to release its hold. To reclaim what they once swore to protect, they must decide whether fate is a chain meant to bind them—or a promise worth defying the world for. Bound by What Was Promised is a historical fantasy BL novel about remembrance, devotion, and a love that endures even when memory itself is torn away.

My 2026 WSA Novel. Warning? This is a dark romance. 18+ __________________________________ In a world where some people have powers and others are born to take them away, Jin Young was once a Purifier — someone strong enough to erase abilities and guide lost souls. He fought in a war against rogue powered beings, losing everyone he cared for. Left alone in a broken world, he thought his story was over. One day, he finds himself in a thick fog where time stands still. There, he meets another version of himself — weak, dying, from a different world. This other Jin Young asks him one thing: "Please live my life for me." He says it with regret: "I ruined everything... but you've suffered enough to carry on." Jin agrees.

A mafia heir walks into a forbidden club. Two kings of control notice him. And his life is never the same again. Killian Romano never meant to enter Eclipse — the most exclusive BDSM club in the city. When Adrian and Aiden Cross set their eyes on him, curiosity turns into obsession, and obsession into possession. Bound by velvet and chains, Killian must survive a world of discipline, desire, and dangerous devotion… where love hurts before it heals.

“I want to do it. “   “What!? “I reply in panic as I begin to struggle against his hold, but he tightens his grip around me. I’m afraid of getting caught, but why is a part of me suddenly excited by this? By the way he’s holding…pulling me close… not letting go. Why do I like it even though I know getting caught could be disastrous? “H… hey, please. Not here… I… I … “I begin, but he cuts me off as he moves a leg between mine and begins to press against my bulge. “Your body tells another story… “He says as he runs his tongue over the marks he created on my neck last night and I shiver in his arms. I feel him smirk against my neck, and I curse myself for how easy it is for him to get a reaction out of me. “But… This is a public space… “I struggle to complete my sentence as he begins to massage my bulge with his thigh. “You’re all I care about right now. “He replies as he reaches for and starts undoing my belt, and I reach down to hold onto it in fear. “What are you saying? Your reputation… “I begin, and he finally pulls away from me. “It would be just fine. “He cuts me off, and I gulp. “Are you ashamed of me? “He suddenly questions, and my eyes widen. “Of course not! It’s just… “I begin, but he doesn’t let me finish. “You’re the one who wanted my attention. “ “Not like this! “   “This is how I want to give it. “He replies, and I stare at him with wide eyes. This is bad. If we're caught fucking here, it'll be chaos. and he doesn't seem to mind that. These brothers are insane!! ***** Five Alphas. One innocent Omega. And a heat no one’s ready for. ******* Known as a misfit with a weird feature(Red eyes), his whole life, everything hit rock bottom when his parents disowned and kicked him out of his home for being attracted to men. One accident later, he wakes up in another world, groggy, naked… and on display at a beastmen auction. They called him rare. Valuable. Breedable. Twenty thousand golden bars later, he’s sold... to not one, but five Alpha brothers. All beastmen. All dangerously possessive. Each one hotter...and crazier...than the last. They’re fighting over who gets to breed him first. And Elián? He’s never even kissed anyone before. Alpha Koda, the calmest of the five brothers, promises Elián will be safe. But nothing about this new world feels safe to Elián. Not the way the Alphas look at him. Not the way his body responds to them. And definitely not that word they keep calling him. Omega. Elián is a man. Men aren’t supposed to have babies. But somehow… every Alpha wants to breed him. Because Elián might just be the key to a generation of powerful beastmen. Now, five ruthless brothers are ready to give Elián everything he could ever want... Including unending love... If he’ll let one of them put a baby in him. How will he react to all this? Especially when he has no idea what it feels like to be loved.