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Okay, this story’s called My Model, and it starts pretty chill. Soo Ah’s just this regular art student, kind of awkward but sweet, and he needs someone to model for his class project. So, out of nowhere, he asks Devin—the quiet, serious guy with black hair, always dressed sharp, who gives off a mafia-ish vibe but still somehow shows up to school every day like it's normal. Soo Ah didn’t expect him to say yes. But Devin just looks at him and goes, “Be your model? Sigh... What a kid. I like you, though.” And boom. Now they’re meeting every other day, Soo Ah sketching with his ears red, and Devin pretending he’s not secretly enjoying the attention. It’s awkward, cute, and honestly? A little flirty. They don’t even realize how close they’re getting until one day, Devin asks, “You seriously want me to keep doing this?” And Soo Ah—nervous, but brave—just says, “Yeah. I like you.” So yeah, it’s a slow-burn, school-life BL. Funny, soft, and a little messy. But it’s about two boys figuring things out through art, teasing, and a whole lot of quiet moments that start to feel like something more.

.“You should not look at me like that.”Kate turns, slow, heat sliding under her skin. “Like what.” “Like you already know how this ends.” Her breath stutters. “Then stop standing so close.” “I cannot,” Nathan says. “And you should walk away.” Neither of them moves. Kate Brown lives by rules her mother carved into her bones. Be polite. Be careful. Never want what you cannot have. So when she visits her best friend for the holidays, she expects noise, comfort, safety. She does not expect Nathan Reid. Her best friend’s father. Older. Calm. Watching her like he sees straight through the good girl mask she wears so well. Their first meeting lingers long after the night ends. It steals her sleep. It coils in her thoughts. The more she tries to forget him, the louder her body answers. Something inside her wakes up. Something hungry. Something reckless.Her mind screams no while her body leans closer. Stolen glances turn heavy. Accidental touches last too long. Silence becomes loaded. Want becomes dangerous. Every moment with him feels like standing at the edge of a fall she might enjoy too much. Nathan knows better. He knows the line. Single or not, he is forbidden. And yet Kate is everything he should not crave and everything he cannot stop wanting. Caught between control and desire, Kate must choose what to obey. The rules that shaped her. Or the man who makes her feel alive for the first time.

The night I was supposed to become Luna of Bloodmoon Pack, my fated mate rejected me in front of everyone. Caden Ahearn looked me in the eyes and said the words that ripped our bond apart. His brother accused me of attacking him. His mother smiled while I vomited on the ceremony platform. And the man I loved—the man who'd held my hands until now—walked away like I was nothing. I was banished at dawn. No pack. No family. No future. I ended up bleeding in the rain on enemy territory, half-dead from rejection sickness, waiting for rogues to finish what Caden started. That's when he found me. Damian Vargasin. The Savage Alpha. The most dangerous wolf in the region. He carried me home like I weighed nothing, protected me like I mattered, looked at me like I'm meant to him. He said there was no price for his help. No expectations. No debt. But his wolf recognized something in mine. And the way he touches me—gentle, careful, like I'm precious. Now Caden wants me back. His mother wants me dead. And the truth about who really destroyed my life is about to explode. I'm carrying secrets. I'm carrying power I don't understand. They say the Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes. But if she meant for me to end up here—in the arms of my enemy, hunted by my past, falling for a man who could destroy me—what does that say about her plan? What does that say about me?

Everyone in the Titanus region would have heard the older generation tell them this—during sky burials, the vultures wouldn't eat the corpses of people who'd committed heinous crimes. My husband is the sky burial practitioner who buries me. The vultures circle my corpse in the air above the burial site, but they don't prey on me. My husband frowns at the sight. "It looks like this person must have committed crimes when alive. They deserve this." Suddenly, I remembered him pointing at me, his eyes ablaze with flames of rage as he shouted, "Nancy wouldn't have lost her baby if not for you! Someone like you doesn't even deserve to get a sky burial!" It looks like his words are coming true. But later, he falls to his knees before my grave and weeps. He begs me to forgive him.

The Story of Sarah Saunders, a young wolf who had to run away from an Alpha, only to fall into the hands of another, not noticing she was fated to that destiny. " I wasn't going to stay in that place. Living like I was dead. Without feeling it, without really showing myself. Living as a submissive for an Alpha who was already dead to me. That wasn't like me. I was dominant, as dominant as they were! One of the first things I learned was that wolves have an intuitive knowledge of order amidst chaos and they have the ability to change, intact, I ran away. That was my way of changing everything! And one day in a dark night, I left it all behind. I'd rather live out there as a loner, than live in a herd of wolves like that. And that on, I broke free. At least that's what I thought... Until I heard that howl, riping through my being, tempting me "

I am a vampire, and that is the truth. But the modern meaning of the word vampire, the stories that have been told about creatures such as I, are not precisely true. I do not turn to ash in the sun, nor do I cringe when I see a crucifix. I wear a tiny gold cross now around my neck, but only because I like it. I cannot command a pack of wolves to attack or fly through the air. Nor can I make another of my kind simply by having him drink my blood. Wolves do like me, though, as do most predators, and I can jump so high that one might imagine I can fly. As to blood--ah, blood, the whole subject fascinates me. I do like that as well, warm and dripping, when I am thirsty. And I am often thirsty.

"We will never get along, Lexi,” Finn Mars said to Lexi Pierce. “I’m a dog person, and you're a cat person.” She nodded. “I know… You love to party, and I don't.” "I'm not really much into reading. I like hiking and swimming,” Finn said, lowering his head and brushing his lips to hers. “But if I'm a dog, I want to imprint on you and follow you around.” Lexi sighed, reached for his mouth, and nibbled playfully on his bottom lip. "I hate to admit it, but if I'm a cat, I want you to become my favorite person.” Like their choice of pets, they argued a lot, fighting like cats and dogs, but then he fell in love with her bossy secretary. Despite being different, if they learn to tolerate each other, they can be friends, but he was hopeful they would be more than that.

Elena Anderson An innocent breathtaking beautiful girl. She lost her parents at the age of five. Her parents were brutally killed by the mafia in front of her which left a deep scar on her heart and mind. Elena lost her mental ability. she is 21 years old but her mind is still like a five years old kid. Her life becomes more pathetic when she gets adopted by an abusive family. Ryan Stone Knight A young successful businessman. Like his name, he is also stone-hearted. He is a clever, cunning, dominating, arrogant workaholic yet very handsome man. Once he was a charming person but after losing his dad in a deadly accident he becomes like this. He can do anything to get what he wants and now he wants Elena who melts the stone around his heart.

A corset changed everything. Damian Steele didn’t expect that. Nicole was his assistant, the definition of off-limits. But one moment she’s fine, and then the next he’s cutting a wretched corset off her body. He’s ached for her for years, but he can’t ignore it any longer. He wants her. He needs her. And he won’t let anything stand in his way. Nicole Avery just can’t seem to completely untangle herself from her crappy ex-husband. The last thing she needed to do was fall for another toxic man. When her boss’s desire for her becomes unignorable, she leans into his touch. Maybe a harmless little fling will be good for her. She knows what he’s like, so it’s not like she’ll be like the other women and fall for his charm…right?

“He’s not yours,” I said, each word slicing through him like glass. Valentine stared at me, stunned, like I’d slapped him. Maybe I should’ve. That would’ve been easier than this. I thought I’d buried the past the day I ran—pregnant, heartbroken, and alone. Valentine Hale was the love of my life… until he shattered it. He never knew I was carrying his child. He never tried to find me. I raised our son alone. But fate doesn’t forget. Now I’m back in the one place I swore I’d never return to. And Valentine? He’s here. He’s looking at me like he still feels it. Valentine- She was human. Off-limits. But I touched her anyway. Loved her. Marked her. Then I walked away before the pack could find out. Before I destroyed us both. But now, Vivian’s back—with a kid who smells like me. But now I bear a secret, a curse from my father the previous alpha and I cannot risk their lives. I need to protect them. I need them. I feel it in my blood. He’s mine. She’s mine. They both always were.