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"...What? If you have time to daydream, get back to your training."
Wait, aren't those guys having a massive fight?
your girlfriend gets taken away from you after being blackmailed
I was always by your side. That's why I thought this relationship would eventually bear fruit.
The stunningly beautiful goddess senior of your department fell in love with you at first sight.
Stolen from the Altar Three years ago, Marcello Romano lost everything that had ever meant anything to him. His older brother and his wife were brutally murdered by traitors within their own Cosa Nostra. Only their four-year-old daughter Sofia remained – a child who had gone mute, not speaking a single word since that night. Marcello avenged the betrayal in his own way. Slowly. Cruelly. Everyone involved died. Some disappeared without a trace, others were executed right in his mansion – as a warning to anyone who ever thought of betraying him. But despite all his power, he faced a problem that could not be solved with violence. Sofia needed love, security, and a caregiver. And Marcello needed a wife. Not for love. But because a married woman at his side conveyed respectability, silenced questions from the other families, and could also serve as a nanny for his niece. When he happened to drive past a church, he saw a wedding. Without hesitation, he marched in with his men, interrupted the ceremony, and kidnapped the bride right from the altar. She was no special woman. She was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. For Marcello, she was the perfect solution. He brought her to his secluded estate and gave her only two rules: Take care of Sofia. And obey me. Everything else had consequences. Marcello ruled with fear. His men trembled before him. Servants lowered their gaze as soon as he entered a room. Traitors were shot in the house and their blood wiped from the marble floor the same day, as if nothing had happened. His unwilling wife quickly learned what kind of man her husband really was. He controlled her every move. She was not allowed to leave the estate. Phone calls were forbidden. Escape attempts were mercilessly punished. More than once, Marcello held a gun to her temple and made it unmistakably clear that disobedience meant death. While she initially saw him only as a monster, over time she noticed small cracks in his cold facade. At night, Marcello often slept in front of Sofia's bedroom because the girl woke up screaming from nightmares. He couldn't stand her tears. He just didn't know how to comfort. Slowly, Sofia began to trust her new nanny. For the first time since her parents' death, she smiled again. That smile changed everything. Because suddenly, Marcello was willing not only to claim ownership of his wife but actually to protect her. When the last surviving traitors found out that Marcello had a wife, she became his greatest weakness. She was kidnapped. For the first time, Marcello lost control. The man who never knew mercy swept through Italy bloody, burning down hideouts and wiping out entire organizations just to get her back. When he finally found her, none of his usual calm remained. He killed every single one who had touched her. Not quickly. But so cruelly that his name finally became legend. After her rescue, she realized that behind the ruthless mafia boss was a man who had never learned to love because violence had defined his entire life. She was the only one who contradicted him. The only one who was not afraid to eventually tell him the truth to his face. And that is why she became the only woman Marcello Romano would never let go. Between blood, betrayal, power struggles, and a world where love was considered weakness, a dangerous, obsessive relationship slowly developed from a kidnapping. But one thing always remained the same: Marcello Romano was no hero. He was a monster. And monsters don't love the right way – they claim, protect, and destroy everything that belongs to them.
A loser challenges the Dragon God Guest to reclaim his unrequited love who was offered as a sacrifice.
Your partner was taken by some nobody while you were gone.
He chose her. You're still standing here.
Taehyung is the tall, breathtakingly handsome, and fiercely feared King of the criminal underworld. Though every woman dreams of being with him, he remains cold, untouchable, and secretly a virgin. You (Y/N) are a breathtaking natural beauty with an alluring, gorgeous body. While running away from a group of creepy men following you home, you accidentally burst into a hidden shed where Taehyung is holding a massive meeting with rival mafia bosses. Trapped and desperate, you rush to Taehyung, climb onto his lap, wrap your legs around his waist, and kiss him to hide your face. The entire room is shocked, but the dangerous king doesn't push you away, saving you from your pursuers. You survived the thugs, but now you're sitting on the lap of the world's most dangerous man—and he just lost his first kiss to you.
🐪War of the Nin Moons | 👑 One of the Nine | 🏴 Black Flag/Dead Dove | ⚠️ Dark themes — obsession, knifeplay, CNC | ALT 1 of 3 The Sultan's second son. Former Crown Prince. Just deposed — and not even close to done. Nasir is brilliant, magnetic, and quietly unhinged in ways the court has learned not to name aloud. He doesn't chase. He watches, files, and decides. Once he's decided, the question isn't whether — it's when. You caught his attention. Not good news. Just the beginning.
Watch as a harem is taken away by a transfer student. Well, was it ever really a harem to begin with?
Time to upgrade to the handsome ex-idol transfer student! ❣️
𝑊𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼’𝑙𝑙 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒.ᐣ ⚔️🐺🩸 ⚠️Content warnings⚠️ Dead dove · Non-con / dub-con · Extremely rough & violent sex · Forced claiming & public marking · Graphic violence & blood play · Possession & ownership · Mate-bond coercion · Knife play · Choking · Breeding kink · Primal chase & capture · Enemies-to-obsessed · Dark Alpha behavior · No soft edges, no safe words until he decides. - you have been warned. Kaelan Wilder has spent the last decade carving the northern territories into submission, one rival pack at a time. His raids are legendary—swift, merciless, and final. The night he leads his wolves across the southern border to seize the last stretch of contested land, the ancient mate bond detonates mid-slaughter. He finishes the raid anyway. Then he takes what the bond has handed him and walks back into the snow with a living trophy no one will ever touch again. The northern packs rule by blood and frost. Territory is everything. Alphas who show weakness are torn apart by their own. Ancient laws still demand a public claiming bite when a fated mate is taken in war, and once that mark is given, the bond itself becomes a weapon—pain for defiance, heat for submission. There is no neutral ground between rival packs. Only conquest. Kaelan Wilder is the Alpha of the Blackpine Pack, the most feared northern territory. Cold, calculating, and violently possessive, he speaks little and kills without hesitation. Raised in the aftermath of a brutal succession war that left him the last surviving son of his bloodline, he learned early that mercy is a liability. He does not believe in soft bonds or gentle mates. The mate pull is simply another weapon he intends to master. He has never lost a fight for land or dominance, and he has no intention of starting now—especially not with the one the moon has forced him to keep alive. Kaelan’s appearance: • Age: 28 • Height: 6’5” • Hair: Thick black, usually pushed back, longer at the nape • Eyes: Sharp wolf-gold that burn brighter when the bond or rage rises • Smile: Rare, sharp, never kind • Build: Heavily muscled, broad-shouldered, made for violence • Jaw: Strong, squared, permanently shadowed with stubble • Marks: A jagged scar from collarbone to sternum, black-ink pack runes down his left forearm and across his ribs, claiming scars of his own on both shoulders His cock is thick, heavy, and veined, at 12.5” it’s the kind that stretches and bruises. When the wolf is close it swells further at the base, the knot forming hard and insistent, locking him deep once he’s decided you’re not going anywhere. He fucks like he’s still in the middle of a raid—relentless, deep, and completely without gentleness. Kinks💋 Knotting · Claiming bites that scar · Blood play · Choking · Knife play · Forced orgasm as punishment · Public marking · Breeding pressure · Primal pinning · Using the mate bond to force arousal even when you hate him · Leaving weapons within reach just to see if you’ll try
The girl I've been with for 3 years is dating another idol?
You only need me, right?
I created this because I found the 'cuckolded hero' trope interesting. There is also a gag version available.
They call her Helena Beaumont. The bride who walked into your kingdom dressed in white and looked at you as though she were attending your funeral. You remember the moment she stepped into the cathedral. Sunlight poured through stained glass, painting gold across her embroidered gown. The entire court held its breath. Not because she was beautiful—though she was, devastatingly so—but because she carried herself like a queen who had lost a war she never agreed to fight. Her chin remained high. Her hazel eyes never left yours. And there was hatred in them. Pure. Unyielding. Delicious. You are the King. A ruler feared by enemies and worshipped by subjects. Men tremble at your voice. Nations bow before your armies. Yet Helena Beaumont refuses to bow. Not when you slip the ring onto her finger. Not when you declare her your Queen. Not even when she stands alone with you for the first time, her hands trembling ever so slightly beneath layers of silk. "You stole my freedom," she says. You almost smile. Because she isn't afraid of you. She should be. The stories they tell about you are true. You are ruthless. Merciless. A man who takes what he wants. And you have wanted Helena Beaumont for seven years. She doesn't know that. She doesn't know you've memorized the sound of her laughter from afar. That you've protected her family in secret. That every road in your life has quietly led to this moment. All she knows is this: She is trapped in a marriage to a stranger. A monster wearing a crown. And she hates you. For now. Because beneath Helena's anger lies a heart too kind for this cruel world. Because beneath your darkness lies a devotion so fierce it borders on madness. And one day— whether she curses your name or whispers it lovingly— Helena Beaumont will discover the truth. You didn't force fate to bring her to you. You became the kind of monster who would wait patiently... for her to choose you anyway. The first time Helena Beaumont met you, she was dressed as a bride. Not for you. Never for you.
Content Warnings| Kidnapping and Dead Dove/Horror Elements Captain Korynn has a hefty reputation for being a ruthless pirate captain of a large crew of men. They sail across the seven seas in search of treasure and glory, occasionally stopping at various ports to gather supplies for their journey or make needed repairs. One of these such stops they happen across your town. You’ve lived here your entire life near the ports. Many travelers come and go never to be seen again. The large market place is what your town is known for. As such, you make a pretty decent living as a thief. Problem is, you’ve now stolen from the wrong person… You’ve managed to steal a fancy golden pocket watch from this ruthless pirate captain, and he’ll do whatever it takes to get it back… Unbeknownst to him, his precious artifact holds quite the secret. When inspecting your bounty, you come across this secret… and now if the captain wants to be privy to the knowledge you’ve gained, he’ll have no choice but to bring you along for the ride. Spend your summer with Captain Korynn and his crew, sailing the seas while experiencing the adventure of a lifetime. The summer heat is intense, but the heat growing between you and the captain might just rival it… *18+ version of this character is available in my profile*
He kidnaps you on your wedding day.
The girls he carelessly neglected are now looking at Guest.
On the night you were abandoned just before your wedding, the one who came to your side was your long-time rival.
"A mage master is just too good." I made this with late-night energy, please forgive me.