For My Derelict Favorite Manhwa

He isn’t just twice my age, he’s also my best friend’s dad. And the man who appears in my steamy dreams every night and satisfies all my wild fantasies… The first time I saw Tony was on my 16th birthday, he was a tall glass of my favorite drink and the moment our eyes met, I was hooked. I wanted him. I yearned for him. But then, he was way out of my league. I was just a 16-year-old naive girl with no clue how to unravel the mystery around him. So I just stood there and watched another woman take him away from me. I thought I had lost him until three years later. I was standing in front of this huge house, and right in front of me was my mystery man. My fantasy s*x god who appears in my hot dreams every night is my best friend’s dad… I should have looked away immediately, I should have remembered the rules, the consequences, and the hurt. But how do you stop your heart from beating for the one it’s chosen? Everything changed with just one kiss. I crossed a line I shouldn’t have crossed, and I had to deal with a temptation too wild to resist.

[HI, THIS STORY WILL BE GETTING AN EXTENSIVE REWRITE TOWARDS RHE MIDDLE OF THE YEAR!] “You still hate me, don't you? even now?” He whispers against my lips. I can hear the hope in his words... he wants me to dispel his fears. “Yes, don't expect it to change, Lucian. Hate is all we have.” ********* Lucian Montague and Percival "Percy" Whitmore have never been close. As stepbrothers, their relationship is strained by years of resentment—the result of an affair between Lucian's mother and Percy's father that shattered both their families. But when Lucian becomes the victim of a brutal attack that leaves him unable to walk, everything changes. Now, with their parents desperate to find the culprit, Percy is forced to care for Lucian. Refusing would make him the prime suspect. As they navigate the tension of being under the same roof and facing the pain of their past, the unthinkable happens—they start to fall for each other. Old rivalries give way to unexpected affection, complicating everything they thought they knew. But when Percy uncovers a devastating secret, the real test begins. The person responsible for Lucian’s injury might be someone Percy has spent his life protecting. Now, he must decide: turn in his own mother, or risk losing the boy he never thought he could love. A gripping NA novel about enemies turned lovers, family betrayal, and a choice that could tear everything apart. Can two people who truly hate each other fall in love? Read to find out✨

This book contains 18+ content. A few trigger warnings here and there so only read if you're strong enough. It contains dark plots that might make you uncomfortable, but hey, I hope you enjoy my story. "You know you want me, Will. And you trying to deny it makes me want you even more." William, a sexually frustrated sex worker who doesn't do men, encounters a stranger who asks for him specifically. What William thought would be an awful experience turned out to be the best sexual encounter he has ever had. But what happens behind the curtains stays behind the curtains. William was sure he would forget him and move on. Until the hot stranger with a dick that shifted his insides reappeared in his life again. Not as a client this time, but as his stepfather. He was married to his abusive stepmother. William found himself torn between his self-respect and his desires because stepfather or not, Michael wanted him just as desperately as William did.

Ethan Cole is a billionaire tech heir who needs a relationship as soon as possible. Not for love, but to secure a powerful merger and win control of his family's empire. Desperate, he turns to the most unexpected person: Jamie Rivera, his charming, openly gay best friend with dreams of owning an art gallery. What begins as a harmless fake romance soon turns into real emotions, with stolen glances, strange desires and forbidden kisses. But with jealous exes, ruthless family rivals, and the media watching their every move, pretending to be in love might destroy everything, unless they’re brave enough to make it real. A swoon-worthy, slow-burn romance where fake love turns dangerously real and one kiss was all it took.

My fiance, Luca Rossi, cuts off my finger with a cigar cutter to seize Ossuary Signet, my famiglia heirloom. Afterward, he parades it like a trophy and slips the ring onto the finger of Sofia Constanzo, the heiress of the Constanzo famiglia. He mocks me openly. "An orphan like you has no right to wear the ring meant for the future Donna of the Rossi famiglia." Sofia lifts her hand to flaunt the ring, feigning concern as she says, "Alessia, don't be angry. At worst, I will have Luca compensate you with a golden finger later." Everyone present watches me as a joke, yet I laugh out loud. I wipe away my tears and start to applaud. "Congratulations, Luca. You traded one of my fingers for the Rossi famiglia's one and only lifeline." I look at his stunned expression and smile cruelly. "Do you think it's just a ring? No. It is the sole key to unlock the billions in assets under my name. The moment it leaves my hand, the Rossi famiglia begins its countdown to bankruptcy and liquidation."

Calen was a benchwarmer on the university swim team, someone who never actually competed. The captain, Karl, was everything he wasn’t, a campus golden boy. Three records broken. A new girlfriend every other week. One night, Calen realized he’d left something behind and went back to the locker room. That was when he heard it. Ragged breathing. Strained, barely held back. And beneath it… the slow, awful sound of metal bending under pressure. He pushed the door open. Karl stood with his back to him. His bare muscles writhed beneath his skin, moving wrong, his spine standing out in sharp ridges. His fingers were dug deep into the steel locker, nails tearing through metal, leaving long, brutal gouges. The air was thick with the smell of blood… and something wild. Predatory. Karl snapped around. His eyes burned gold in the dark. Blood stained the corner of his mouth, and when he bared his teeth, the canines were far too long. Far too sharp. He ran. He barely took two steps before something crashed into him from behind, slamming him to the floor. Karl’s weight pinned him down, his body radiating heat… too hot, almost painful. A low voice brushed his ear. “You saw something you weren’t meant to see.” “I won’t say anything….” Karl lowered his head, his nose grazing his neck as he inhaled slowly, deeply. “…You smell fucking irresistible.”

During the SAT exam, My sister and I both had an emergency at the same time. Overwhelmed by stress, I suffered a heart attack and was on the brink of death. Yet my mom, who was working as an invigilator that day, rushed to tend to my sister—who only had a stomach ache—without a second thought. I begged her to save me. But she kicked me away fiercely. “Can’t you pick the right time to put on a show for attention? If you ruin your sister’s grades, I’ll beat you to death, you beast!” Later, I failed to respond to resuscitation and died in the hospital. Mom collapsed overnight.

It has always been my father and me. He is a good man, but like everyone else, he makes mistakes. This time, the one he made has gotten him into a lot of trouble. He asked the wrong people for money, and now, they are threatening violence against not only him but me. He has only one choice: He needs to disappear until he can sort things out. I want to go with him, but he has other ideas. To protect me from the dangers he has put himself in, he leaves me with one person he knows he can trust. Ambrose Calloway. A man I know well, one who is ruthless and heartless. The last person I want to stay with, but when my father begs me, I can’t say no. I would rather stay with anyone else! He doesn’t want me around and only agrees because he owes my father a favour. Now, here I am, staying in a mansion with a man who hates me. The feeling is mutual. He promises my father that he will protect me until he comes back. People seem to fear Ambrose, but I have never understood why. What I don’t expect is that I would learn secrets about him that make me understand why no one messes with him. I wish I had realised from the start just how much danger I was in. I plan to make his life hell, but sometimes, when the tension and anger become too much, two people find other ways to take it out on one another that don’t involve arguments. I am not looking for a protector, but Ambrose becomes everything I didn’t know I needed. It still won’t make life any easier. Update Schedule- Wednesday and Friday

"I hate you." I gasp,clutching his leather jacket as his hands tighten around my waist. "The feeling is mutual." Then he crushes his lips against mine,making me forget my name. ------------- In my world,veltrith dominion,I am only my parents and my older sister's younger sister. But that changes when I am forced to marry the boy I hate. I become a fiancée,then a wife. My secret becomes hard to hide. The Secret that I am a dragon. A girl that weirds magic. In veltrith Dominion,I ought to be killed along with my family. But I am good at hiding it. when everything begins to unravel and tensions rise,I have no option but to work with my enemy to survive. It would be simple if my heart knew not to change course and start falling in love with him. A system where gods do nothing but their silence demands obedience. People pray with terror in their hearts- out of fear not out of love- for survival. Nobles fight among themselves while the commoners bleed for bread. Magic,the one thing that could free humanity is punished by brutal death. Faith is currency and yet,those who believe the most are poor. Welcome to Veltrith Dominion.

I never should have let my mother hold my future hostage. She paid my tuition with his father’s money. Locked my birth certificate, my transcripts, every scrap of paper I need to survive in a safe I’ll never open. And the one thing I had left of my dad, his old watch, she dangled like a noose. Run, and I lose my education. Fight, and I lose the last piece of the man who actually loved me. So I moved into the Hunters’ mansion. Into the lair of the boy who spent years making my life hell. Chase Hunter. Six-foot-five of pure venom wrapped in muscle and money. The senior who cornered me in empty hallways, who whispered filth in my ear just to watch me flinch, who smiled that sharp, cruel smile every time I broke a little more. I thought graduation meant freedom from him. I was wrong. Now he’s my stepbrother. He hates that I’m here. Hates my mother for sinking her claws into his father. Hates me most of all, for breathing his air, for walking his halls, for daring to exist where he can reach me. But hate isn’t clean anymore. It’s tangled up in heat. In the way his grey eyes strip me bare every time they land on me, the way his hand closes around my throat, not to hurt, but to own. In the way he punishes me over his lap, in his car, against walls, until I’m shaking and soaked and furious at myself for wanting more. He calls me Little Lamb, I call him every name I can think of under my breath. How long until we stop fighting the deadly inferno raging between us and finally let it consume us both?