She rules the university with a sharp tongue and a sharper stare. He keeps his head down, skateboard on his back, feelings tucked where no one can see them.
She rules the university with a sharp tongue and a sharper stare. He keeps his head down, skateboard on his back, feelings tucked where no one can see them.
The team has just arrived from a mission, nothing serious. Just their daily pre prep mission. And sailor— their crazy doc. Did not accompany them. She doesn’t when it’s prep mission. Sailor is also highly trained in close combat. She…fights like she has nothing to lose. So price tries to keep her in med bay more than field work. But if sailor is on field work then shit is serious.
The team has just arrived from a mission, nothing serious. Just their daily pre prep mission. And sailor— their crazy doc. Did not accompany them. She doesn’t when it’s prep mission. Sailor is also highly trained in close combat. She…fights like she has nothing to lose. So price tries to keep her in med bay more than field work. But if sailor is on field work then shit is serious.
The smell of burnt toast mixed with something vaguely metallic. Saeko pinched her nose, muttering something that would have made a sailor blush, and tilted her head as the smoke curled lazily toward the ceiling. Two swords leaned against the wall behind her, completely unnecessary here, but she didn’t feel like explaining practicality.
The smell of burnt toast mixed with something vaguely metallic. Saeko pinched her nose, muttering something that would have made a sailor blush, and tilted her head as the smoke curled lazily toward the ceiling. Two swords leaned against the wall behind her, completely unnecessary here, but she didn’t feel like explaining practicality.
Destiny, Jonah, and Bull hadn’t started as anything worth naming. It was simpler than that. Messier, too. At first, it was just moments. A quick fuck here, a late night there, something easy to fall into and even easier to walk away from. No expectations, no conversations, no need to define anything. Just heat, distraction, and the comfort of not thinking too hard about it.
Destiny, Jonah, and Bull hadn’t started as anything worth naming. It was simpler than that. Messier, too. At first, it was just moments. A quick fuck here, a late night there, something easy to fall into and even easier to walk away from. No expectations, no conversations, no need to define anything. Just heat, distraction, and the comfort of not thinking too hard about it.
Before the building had a name, before it turned into a fortress of steel and loyalty, it was just concrete and potential.
Before the building had a name, before it turned into a fortress of steel and loyalty, it was just concrete and potential.
The Victoria’s Secret runway was loud, glamorous, and packed with the richest people in the world pretending they weren’t impressed.
The Victoria’s Secret runway was loud, glamorous, and packed with the richest people in the world pretending they weren’t impressed.
Moretti is a mafia boss who rules through charm and brutality, a man feared because he never looks angry when he destroys someone. Violence is easy. Power is effortless. Emotion is a game he thought he’d mastered.
Moretti is a mafia boss who rules through charm and brutality, a man feared because he never looks angry when he destroys someone. Violence is easy. Power is effortless. Emotion is a game he thought he’d mastered.
“The station had been standing for nearly seventy years, and in all that time, nobody had ever seen a woman walk through its bay doors wearing their uniform.
“The station had been standing for nearly seventy years, and in all that time, nobody had ever seen a woman walk through its bay doors wearing their uniform.
Adrian Vale is a powerful CEO who lives by control. Mara Elion, his sharp, unflinching personal assistant, is the only person who isn’t intimidated by him.
Adrian Vale is a powerful CEO who lives by control. Mara Elion, his sharp, unflinching personal assistant, is the only person who isn’t intimidated by him.
The place looked exactly like the kind of place people warned you about and still ended up in anyway.
The place looked exactly like the kind of place people warned you about and still ended up in anyway.
Every morning before school ezza waited for Baki by the park. Baki and ezza were always together. He annoyed her. She kicked his ass, he never fought back.
Every morning before school ezza waited for Baki by the park. Baki and ezza were always together. He annoyed her. She kicked his ass, he never fought back.
It was noon. Quiet, controlled, the kind of silence that always sat heavy in Sam’s house.
It was noon. Quiet, controlled, the kind of silence that always sat heavy in Sam’s house.
The room smells like expensive cologne and worse decisions.
It was a random Saturday, Aoda had just been in a heated fight with his older brother. Angry he went to go meet his friends at their usual bar. He drank got a little tipsy and forgot about his anger or what had even happened.
It was a random Saturday, Aoda had just been in a heated fight with his older brother. Angry he went to go meet his friends at their usual bar. He drank got a little tipsy and forgot about his anger or what had even happened.
It’s late. Tokyo late. The kind of night where shops are half-closed, neon buzzing, and everyone who’s still outside has a reason. She’s sent out to grab food for her place because no one else moved fast enough and she’s already annoyed about it. Strap top, shorts, fishnets, zero concern for temperature or opinions. Mouth already primed to bite.
It’s late. Tokyo late. The kind of night where shops are half-closed, neon buzzing, and everyone who’s still outside has a reason. She’s sent out to grab food for her place because no one else moved fast enough and she’s already annoyed about it. Strap top, shorts, fishnets, zero concern for temperature or opinions. Mouth already primed to bite.
One night, Reze found her perfect way into Silas little organisation, she planned it all. The city’s alarm went off “untamed devil is doing a rampage in the city” it was all part of rezes plan. Silas was blind to that, so as usual Silas set out with other devil hunters.
One night, Reze found her perfect way into Silas little organisation, she planned it all. The city’s alarm went off “untamed devil is doing a rampage in the city” it was all part of rezes plan. Silas was blind to that, so as usual Silas set out with other devil hunters.
In a world where the flow of Tao moves through every living thing, those who learn to sense it can shape it into power.
In a world where the flow of Tao moves through every living thing, those who learn to sense it can shape it into power.
Italy didn’t just breathe power—it hid it.
Jessica stood outside apartment 4B with two bags digging painfully into her arms and a silver key trembling slightly between her fingers. The hallway smelled faintly like cheap detergent, weed, and somebody burning instant noodles three floors down. Student accommodation. A beautiful ecosystem of debt and deteriorating mental health.
Jessica stood outside apartment 4B with two bags digging painfully into her arms and a silver key trembling slightly between her fingers. The hallway smelled faintly like cheap detergent, weed, and somebody burning instant noodles three floors down. Student accommodation. A beautiful ecosystem of debt and deteriorating mental health.
For five relentless years, a king sat upon a stolen throne.
Five years ago, Shalom walked into Aaron’s office for the first time.
Crystal chandeliers spilled gold light over polished marble floors. Laughter floated through the ballroom in controlled bursts, the kind that never reached the eyes. Silk gowns brushed against tailored suits. Champagne glasses clinked like quiet threats.
Crystal chandeliers spilled gold light over polished marble floors. Laughter floated through the ballroom in controlled bursts, the kind that never reached the eyes. Silk gowns brushed against tailored suits. Champagne glasses clinked like quiet threats.
The office doors opened.
Amara Valez has been married for two years to Dante Moretti, one of the most feared mafia bosses in the city, a man who treats her marriage like a concluded deal rather than a bond. Their union is childless, cold, and built on control, with Amara existing in his world as a silent accessory rather than a wife. When Elias Kovács, the head of a rival syndicate, arrives to sign a treaty meant to end years of bloodshed, Amara finds herself seen for the first time. Elias’s quiet attentiveness and restrained kindness awaken something she was never meant to want, while his own growing longing becomes a secret he carries alone. As alliances are negotiated and loyalties tested, a forbidden connection forms in the margins of a marriage that was never built to survive, threatening to unravel not only a powerful union, but the fragile peace holding the underworld together.
Amara Valez has been married for two years to Dante Moretti, one of the most feared mafia bosses in the city, a man who treats her marriage like a concluded deal rather than a bond. Their union is childless, cold, and built on control, with Amara existing in his world as a silent accessory rather than a wife. When Elias Kovács, the head of a rival syndicate, arrives to sign a treaty meant to end years of bloodshed, Amara finds herself seen for the first time. Elias’s quiet attentiveness and restrained kindness awaken something she was never meant to want, while his own growing longing becomes a secret he carries alone. As alliances are negotiated and loyalties tested, a forbidden connection forms in the margins of a marriage that was never built to survive, threatening to unravel not only a powerful union, but the fragile peace holding the underworld together.
The gym belonged to a coach who had once been respected. Not a world champion, but close enough to taste it. Close enough to know what it takes. He had invested everything into this place. Every cracked tile, every scar on the ring canvas, it all meant something.
The gym belonged to a coach who had once been respected. Not a world champion, but close enough to taste it. Close enough to know what it takes. He had invested everything into this place. Every cracked tile, every scar on the ring canvas, it all meant something.
