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Yes Sir: Steamy BL Shorts You shouldn’t want it this bad. You definitely shouldn’t be leakíng just thinking about it. But when the man who controls your apartment / your job / your car keys steps too close and says “On your knees. Now.” your body betrays you before your brain can catch up. These aren’t love stories. They’re short, fílthy lessons in what happens when a younger boy forgets who’s in charge. He pins your wrists above your head. He spreads you with rough fingers first — then with something much thicker. He pucks you until your legs give out, until you’re crying into the sheets/car hood/desk, until you’re so fúll of him that every step afterward reminds you who you belong to tonight. One word unlocks everything: “Yes, Sir.” And once you say it… you don’t get to take it back. Standalone. Addictive. Filthy. You’re going to read one chapter and immediately need the next.

You kissed my forehead before while laying down at your limb, you're holding a red thread and you tied it to our pinky fingers and asked, " You know this?" I looked at your dazzling eyes but I have no clue what it was for. " It is the Red ​Thread of Fate". We tried to work out our relationship despite our Dad's Business problems, we have the same of Fondness. We met in a different way, in an unimaginable situation and unexpected place. I love the way you are, the way you heed, love and to look after me. Sadly, we have an ending in our love story. It depends on us if we want a happy ending or woebegone, but I'm sure that we will meet again in our next life by the Red ​Thread of Fate. No matter what and who you are. Don't be afraid to be crazy in love, but trust the Thread of Fate. Will Articus meet Lorelei in the next life? Or they will have their own path in love? Meet Articus and Lorelei, their next life Love story.

What would you do if you were different from other humans? What if you can hear other people's minds? For Khali, this was a curse... until her brother died. To uncover the cause of his death and punish the culprits, she needs to use her curse and find out the truth.

At 16 years old, I travel with my sister, Sarah Barnes, to the remote mountains of Nectar Valley to participate in a program. While herding cattle in the mountains, I fall asleep. In my drowsy state, I hear strange panting and gasps. Thick fog has somehow risen throughout the forest by the time I wake up. Suddenly, Sarah's anxious voice calls out from within the fog. I'm about to respond when someone suddenly covers my mouth with their hand. A voice whispers in my ear, "Don't answer. That's not your sister. It's the Temptress!"

Fūma, a cold-blooded doctor who had killed many people for revenge, no longer believed in others due to past events that happened to him. He didn't believe in love. However, it all changed when he picked up a little girl who looked like a "broken doll" with bruises and bandages all over her body. Yuki, the little girl who had to face the bitter reality of her life. She was tortured, alienated, and banished by her own family. She continued to believe that someday there would be someone who wanted and needed her, even when she was in a dying state before being discovered by Fūma. Since then, Yuki, who initially only considered Fūma as her benefactor, began to open up her heart to him. Likewise, Fūma, who originally picked Yuki just for his own sake, now began to feel different things for the little girl who was growing up. Nevertheless, both chose to hide their feelings, which resulted in frequent misunderstandings between the two of them. When they finally found out each others’ feelings, and Fūma started to believe in love, happiness, and sincerity, destiny had another plan. It actually separated the two of them. Fūma felt fooled by destiny. He vowed not to fall in love again and avenged her death. However, once again, destiny brought them together in the future. With new identities and new lives. Would they finally be together? Or would their love tragedy be repeated once again? Current release: 2-3 regular chapter/week ***** The English version was first published in 2018. Revised and re-edited (published on GoodNovel) in 2023

Meredith, a cooking club’s new member, has grown up always feeling like she is waiting for someone. Being riddled with sad dreams that always left her waking up with a wet face, fear of loud noises, and a birthmark on her temple, has always felt like there is someone she is missing. Randall, her classmate, swimming club’s new member at BSU has also spent his life searching for someone whose faces he can not remember. Until destiny brings them together due to some circumstances that they have to pretend to fulfill Don Warrick dying wish which is a fixed marriage. Meredith accepted it because her mother wanted her to get married for reasons she didn’t know and to pay off all the debt left by her late father. And Randall to get its inheritance. The pretense that led to a beautiful love story. But when they finally love each other, they will be disturb by their bad dreams about the two people they have been looking for for so long. Would Meredith and Randall accept it if they knew that the person closest to them was the root of the tradegy in the past?

A month before Wendy Johnson and I are set to marry, she tells me she wants to have another man's baby. Following my refusal, she keeps bringing it up daily. Half a month till the wedding, I see her pregnancy report. Just like that, I find out she is almost a month pregnant. It turns out she has no intention of seeking my agreement on this matter. At that very moment, my love for her for so many years dissipates for good. I'm calling off the wedding and destroying all our shared memories. On the day we are supposed to get married, I join a sealed-off research lab without a second thought. From now on, Wendy and I no longer have anything to do with each other!

The day I got back from a trip, my housekeeper filed a lawsuit against my father and me. In court, she stood with her visibly pregnant belly, her voice shaking with anguish. "Jethro Roberts and his son are nothing but monsters. They tricked me into moving into their home under the excuse of offering me a job as a housekeeper. They tied me to a bed and abused me. "The baby I am carrying belongs to Jethro Roberts." Her mother wept hard, nearly collapsing from the strain. "These two monsters destroyed my daughter's life! They should pay with their lives." As soon as she spoke, the courtroom burst into an uproar. "Shameless criminals! The dad couldn't even be bothered to appear in court. They must be punished severely!" "That's right. Look at the son. He's actually smiling. He has no conscience! They both deserve to pay for what they did." Then, I calmly stepped forward and presented my evidence. A stunned silence swept through the courtroom.

Alaister and Sabby were best of friends, and they just wanted to have a peaceful life together. Not until fate played a trick on them.Both girls hoped for a serious relationship, a man that will love her with all his heart. They met the men that they loved, and yet one of them didn't expect to be left out in the air.Who might be between Alaister and Sabby? Who - and why did she - "Got Ghosted"?

After being missing for 18 years, Mom and Dad finally found me. Jillian Swain, the fake heiress, crumples to the floor and starts sobbing. "Goodbye, Mom and Dad. Thanks for taking care of me all these years. But now that Wanda is home, I'm sure you don't have any use for me anymore." Mom and Dad hug her, completely heartbroken. "Sweetheart, don't talk like that! You're our only real daughter, now and always!" Even Harvey Schumer, the guy I was promised to as a kid, declares his love for her. "Forget who you really are. You're the only one I love." They're all tripping over each other to fuss over Jillian. They even throw a birthday celebration for her dog while I'm barely hanging on after a car crash. So I pack up my things, accept the space agency's offer, and slip away into a five-year confidential satellite research project. But the whole family freaks out the second I'm gone, turning the country upside down, searching for me.