Novel & Cerita Soft Bakugou

Content Warnings ⚠️ Violence BDSM elements Obsessive or possessive behavior Age gap Manipulation Physical fights/assault Torture and trauma (off-page) PTSD Rough sex Family relationships This isn't a sweet, soft love. If you aren't ready for a flawed, morally gray, obsessive character, skip. ~~~~ I started peeling off my clothes right there in the hallway, daring him to look. I wanted to see if the perfect brute my grandfather built has a breaking point. I wanted to see if he was actually human, capable of love, or just a puppet that follows orders. That was the first time I saw the mask slip. That was the night he stopped being my protector and became my predator. Now, we are locked together in a cycle of destruction where his obsession is my only reality. He would rather see me dead than in another man’s arms, and I’m too far gone to want anyone else. Running away from him is the safest option. But why run when his obsessive love is the only thing I'm used to?

🔥 "I was betrayed, exiled, and left to die. Then they found me." 🔥 The fateful night the Bloodmoon Alphas caught my scent, the world stopped. Knox, the ruthless future Alpha, pinned me to the tree, his ice-blue eyes burning. "Mine." Raven, the second brother, snarled behind as his fangs grazed my asscheek. "Ours." Nathan, the third, squeezed my two soft oranges on my chest with tenderness. “To claim, to ruin." Caiden, the fourth, whispered against my dripping hole, “You’ll scream for us, little wolf." And then there was Luciano, their father, the ancient Shadow King. The only one strong enough to resist me… until the Blood Moon rose. “You think my four alpha sons are handful?” he growled, his claws digging into my hips as his sons watched, their eyes dark with lust. “You haven't met me yet.” I should’ve run. But when five Alphas claim you at once, there’s no escape—only ecstasy. Problem? The pack’s curse demands a sacrifice. And if I don’t surrender to all of them, we all die.

When Selene Vireaux, a rogue werewolf, arrives in Chicago to disappear into the noise of the city, she expected loneliness. But then she sees him. Lucas Carter is everything Selene shouldn't want — human, innocent, young, soft — but the moment their eyes meet across a rain-slicked street, something ancient awakens inside her. It's not hunger. It's not instinct. It's need. She stalks him through alleys, watches him in silence, memorizes his every movement from the shadows. But when a violent attack leaves Lucas bleeding in the dark, Selene breaks her vow of distance and reveals herself — beautiful, feral, inhuman — to save him. Now bound by blood, danger, and a connection neither of them can understand, Selene must decide if she’s willing to destroy the fragile peace she’s built just to keep Lucas for herself… and Lucas must choose whether to run from the monster who saved him, or fall into the fire of something far more dangerous than love. Obsession burns. And under the full moon, nothing stays human for long.

He died cold and forgotten in a boardroom, then woke up choking on palace bathwater while his stepsister tried to finish the job. Welcome to hell, new body. Jay is now Prince Jayvyn, the royal family’s shameful, “too soft” Omega. The one they expect to spread his legs beautifully and die quietly. Fuck that noise. Three days until the Mate Selection, Jay does the impossible: he forces open his first cultivation meridian in secret, howling through the white-hot pain like the rules of Omegas don’t apply to him anymore. Now the kingdom’s most terrifying Alpha—General Kael Thorne, all brutal muscle and centuries of restrained hunger is looking at him like he wants to devour him whole. Kael has never wanted an Omega. Until Jay shows up. Two Alphas think they can claim him. One rebellious body that’s starting to ache for more than just survival. He died powerless once. This time, he’s going to make them beg for every inch of him.

A one night stand with a complete stranger turned out to be a one night stand with her ex's uncle. Regardless of this they couldn't stop their burning desires for each other. It felt so wrong yet so right, but nothing right comes easy, or does it? "Do I frighten you?" He asked with raised eyebrows. The grin he was trying to hide was loud enough to tell he knew the answer to that question. "Do I make you wet?" He asks when I say nothing but tremble under his touch. He was a lot to resist and I hated I couldn't just satisfy my burning desire to feel him inside me again. I shake my head when I couldn't muster the composure to utter a single word. In the blink of an eye, his hands were on my thighs sliding up to my panties. I gasp when his fingers press on the lace fabric, rubbing on the moistened area. My lips betray me for a soft moan and I shamelessly move on his fingers for more pleasure. "Bad. Bad liar." He whispers into my ear . . .

"Where are you going, Mrs?" Zaviyaar pulled her to himself after seeing her going away from him. She fell straight on his lap. "I was going to change the dress." She said in a low voice as she felt his warm breathing airing on her neck. "It's not needed." He said meaningfully to her and put his lips on her neck. Anaaya stopped breathing as she felt his grip getting tight. This man is living in her every breath. Zaviyaar tightened his grip on her waist and slowly his lips travelled up from her neck to her face. Anaaya's heart was pounding fast as she felt his warm lips and his beard rubbing against her skin. "You have become my soul, Anaaya Zaviyaar." He said lovingly, kissing Anaaya's cheeks. Anaaya abruptly held him tightly by his shoulders. "For the happening of this moment, I waited every moment." She leaned near his ear and taking a heavy breath, she told him in a soft voice. Abruptly, Zaviyaar's grip has tightened around her waist.

“Mas..ter…pleas…e Bryce moaned. In pain, accompanied with pleasure. ** In a world ruled by four supernatural families, pain is power, and pleasure is often the weapon. Domino, cold-blooded and cursed, leads the most feared family of all. His rule is brutal, his throne unquestioned… until Bryce arrives. Bryce is no warrior, just a street thief with dangerous secrets and a face too soft for this cruel world. When he forces his way into Dom’s lair, demanding to join the family, no one expects him to survive. But Bryce carries something. Sacred, forbidden, and powerful enough to break curses… even the one Dom bears. Dom is drawn to Bryce in ways that defy everything he’s known. Their connection is electric, obsessive, and violently tender. As initiation turns to torment and lust gives way to longing, Bryce finds himself unraveling the monster behind the mask, while Dom begins to crave the very boy he once wanted to destroy. In this dark, twisted tale of dominance, destiny, and devotion, love blooms beneath chains, and salvation comes soaked in blood. He entered the Master’s house to save himself… but it’s the Master who can’t let him go.

MATURE 18+ VAMPIRE BULLY ROMANCE ENEMIES TO LOVERS FATED MATES "You might not want me, mouse, but you're my blood mate so there's nothing you can do about it. We have a mutual loathing towards one another, but that can be overlooked when I am taking you from behind. There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. No matter where you go, I will find you." “What is it?” Roxie asked in a soft voice, “What’s wrong?” Walker breathed in deeply. Gods her scent was incredible. Leaning in, he placed his lips on her forehead, leaning her up against the tree. Roxie’s entire body stiffened in his hold and then a shiver skated down her spine. She instinctively reached out a hand and placed it on Walker’s chest. “W-what are you doing, Walker?” “I don’t know..” he croaked, placing his forehead on hers, “I have no clue.” Walker and Roxie are mortal enemies, but must come together as evil strikes when they realize what they're feeling for each other might be more than lust.

My Alpha, Damon, and I grew up together. Our fated mate bond ignited the second we stepped onto the grounds of the Wolf Elite Academy. He looked at me, his eyes soft, and told me he had a surprise for me at the Academy’s New Moon Festival. He said I had to come on stage. My heart raced as I walked toward him. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, holding me tight. He told me to close my eyes and wait. The next second, the lights flared to life. I saw another Alpha’s daughter standing before me, a pair of silver scissors in her hand. Snip. My long hair had always been my pride. Now, it lay in ruined clumps on the ground. The hall erupted in the excited howls of the pack. His laugh was the loudest. The most cutting. The next day, he found out I was dropping out of the Academy. A wave of his uncontrolled Alpha power slammed into me. "You're leaving? Over a game?" I turned away calmly. "Yes."

The ice in the Miami Ice Dome is cold, but Finn Reyes is colder. As the star enforcer of the league, Finn is built for violence, aggression, and complete dominance. He doesn't play for friends; he plays to own the rink. But a season-ending injury leaves him isolated in his oceanfront villa, trapped with the one person who could bring his entire empire to its knees—the one reporter who isn't afraid to look him in the eye. Val Cruz has a soft strength that flickers in the dark, a quiet fire that tests Finn’s restraint until it snaps. They are rivals in every sense: the broken defenseman and the man determined to unearth his secrets. When the lines between professional duty and primitive, wolfish instinct blur, Finn offers a deal that leaves no room for escape. “I get to kiss you whenever I want.” The agreement is simple, the stakes are lethal, and the tension is a powder keg. In the dead of a Miami night, under the watch of a freezing moon, the hunt begins. But in the world of werewolves and high-stakes ice, the predator often becomes the prey. One touch will ruin them. One bite will claim them. The only question left is who will break first.