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(BL)Alpha Made

The world is diverse and flourishing. Humanity has changed, and with it, brought in a new era of prosperity. Males and females still exist, but the spectrum from which humanity is cast has broadened. With the introduction of alpha, omega, and beta, humanity has evolved even further. In such a word, Dr. Andrew Knox, known environmental researcher, is happy being a beta male. It has made his life easier by being middle ground, and as much as some wish he was one way or the other, he’s happy being who he is. Thriving even. He works in a world renowned research facility. He makes friends easily, and his projects are always funded. He even found someone who he thinks he could end up marrying if things continue in the right direction. That, and the vacant house next to his apartment building gets bought by a new neighbour. A cute, but cautious omega who relies on Andrew as a beta for help. Andrew couldn’t be happier. He loves being a helper, and loves when people rely on him. All in all, Andrew really thinks he has everything made. That is, until a research project with shoddy data is thrown back into his face that he has no recollection of working on, and all of his reputation disintegrates in between one heartbeat and the next. Heartbroken, it isn’t until Andrew wakes up, chained to a wall that everything becomes clear. He becomes a test subject to one of the scientists that he trusted. That he expected would never harm him. The life he had known, where he was a respected researcher was ripped out from underneath him. His identity and everything he’s ever known is stolen from him from a crazed researcher who he had trusted, maybe even loved. He has to relearn who he is, what he is, from scratch. Thankfully, he has one person in his corner. He just never expected to have to rely on someone whose shoulders were so small. This is an a/b/o story, and will have those tropes associated with it. I hope you enjoy :)
CalyB · 375.5K Views

Atticus [BL]

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.
lazyferret · 7.5K Views

A Void for Eternity: BL

From the Shadow and Blood universe. Rebirth should be a new beginning, but for Liu Weishan, it was a fate imposed upon him. Returning to his new life at the age of fourteen, he was shaped by the relentless discipline of the Celestial Council until he ascended to the title of Celestial Official — an honor wrapped in chains. Serving the heavens is not a privilege, it is an oath. Irrevocable. Unquestionable. His first mission, however, tears the veil of supposed divine truths. A legendary artifact has disappeared, and its mere existence threatens to crumble both the Celestial Realm and the mortal world. To find it, Liu Weishan is thrown into a dangerous game, where the rules are as volatile as the promises of the gods. Accompanied by Lan Fengxian — a former Celestial Official in exile, bitter and full of secrets — he traverses paths shrouded in darkness, where the sky is not as pure as it seems, and allies are as dangerous as enemies. But the real threat lies not only in the loss of the artifact, or in the forces that seek to control it. From the shadows, something greater watches him. Something that tests his ideals, his oath, and his very soul. In the end, the quest is not just about what Liu Weishan can save, but about what he will be forced to lose. His ideals? His faith? Or the last fragment of himself that still believes in heaven? a Brazilian Novel. Sinopse em português: Do universo de Sombra e Sangue. Renascer deveria ser um recomeço, mas para Liu Weishan, foi um destino imposto. De volta para sua nova vida aos quatorze anos, ele foi moldado pela implacável disciplina do Conselho Celestial até ascender ao título de Oficial Celestial — uma honra envolta em correntes. Servir aos céus não é um privilégio, é um juramento. Irrevogável. Inquestionável. Sua primeira missão, no entanto, rasga o véu das supostas verdades divinas. Um artefato lendário desapareceu, e sua mera existência ameaça desmoronar tanto o Reino Celestial quanto o mundo mortal. Para encontrá-lo, Liu Weishan é jogado em um jogo perigoso, onde as regras são tão voláteis quanto as promessas dos deuses. Acompanhado por Lan Fengxian — um ex-Oficial Celestial exilado, amargo e cheio de segredos —, ele atravessa caminhos cobertos de trevas, onde o céu não é tão puro quanto parece, e os aliados são tão perigosos quanto os inimigos. Mas a ameaça real não está apenas na perda do artefato ou nas forças que tentam controlá-lo. Das sombras, algo maior o observa. Algo que testa seus ideais, seu juramento e sua alma. No fim, a missão não é apenas sobre o que Liu Weishan pode salvar, mas sobre o que ele será forçado a perder. Seus ideais? Sua fé? Ou o último fragmento de si mesmo que ainda acredita no céu?
Matorres4 · 1.7K Views

Cross Dragon x Devils

Welcome to a world where dragons soar through skies painted with magic, and devils lurk in the shadows cast by ancient portals. Five thousand years ago, a rift opened in the heavens, connecting our world to another—a realm teeming with gods, dragons, and a myriad of fantastical beings. Overnight, the balance of power shifted, and humanity found itself amidst an age of wonders and perils. In this new world, magic is not merely a legend but an everyday reality. It flows through the air, courses through the earth, and pulses within the very essence of life itself. With the advent of magic, humans evolved into heroes, demon lords, and monsters, carving their place in a society now governed by divine beings, dragons, and demi-humans. Three thousand years into this new era, a cataclysmic battle erupted between two mighty dragons—the Dark Dragon and the White Dragon. Their conflict ravaged continents and threatened to plunge the world into eternal darkness. Fearing mutual annihilation, humans, gods, devils, and demi-humans set aside their differences, forging an unprecedented alliance to slay the warring dragons. With great sacrifice and courage, they succeeded. The souls of the Dark Dragon and the White Dragon, however, did not find peace. Instead, they awaited their chance to reincarnate, their destinies bound to new hosts chosen from among humanity. Now, as the world enters its two-thousandth year of peace, the White Dragon has found its bearer—a young warrior named Ryuji. Ryuji, renowned for his valor and mastery of elemental magic, is hailed as the savior who bears the soul of the White Dragon. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to many, the Void Dragon—the counterpart to the White Dragon—awaits its own host, observing humanity from the shadows. As Kazuki Satoru prepares for his first day at a prestigious high school, unaware of the ancient power stirring within him, he finds himself thrust into a world where legends and reality converge. Little does he know, his destiny will soon intertwine with that of the Void Dragon, setting the stage for an epic tale of magic, courage, and the bonds that unite or divide us.
kamesensei22 · 4.8K Views

Sweet Devil [BL]

“Happy Christmas Eve!” chuckled the old man as he strapped a watch around Misha’s wrist. “Have a nice trip.” The next morning, the 25-year-old Misha woke up with a pounding headache, sore muscles, and strong nausea. In short, the perfect hangover. But when he saw his reflection in the mirror, he soon realized that the pain wasn’t caused by the terrifying amount of alcohol he had drunk the previous day. His body had shrunk. A lot. He didn’t have the time to think too much about it since his mother suddenly erupted in his room - the next day, his sister did the same thing. Mother and sister who had died a long time ago. The old man wasn't crazy. As he had predicted, Misha did travel back in time, just before losing his loved ones. And so, Misha had now one mission: changing the dreadful fate of his mother and sister and sending away his sister’s boyfriend by all means. They had to break up! Like it or not, that man will bring disaster to the family sooner or later. This time, Misha wouldn't fall for that warm smile and those gentle eyes as he knew they were hiding a cold, insensitive personality. However, things weren’t as simple as he thought, and perhaps the sister’s boyfriend was not the enemy. Perhaps, since the beginning, he had everything wrong and knew nothing of his sister. ________________ *The BL will mostly show up in the second and third volumes. It is a very slow romance, so don't expect the protagonist to fall in love quickly. In the first volume, he has too much on his mind to care about love and such. *There will be contents for 18+ in the second and/or third volume. I will put a warning at the beginning of every NSFW chapter. P@treon: https://www.patreon.com/rsvaesen?fan_landing=true
RS_Vaesen · 1.3M Views

Century Of Love [BL]

And then the door creaked open. Startled, Mack’s eyes flew open, and his heart nearly stopped when he turned around. Standing in the doorway, completely unapologetic—and completely naked—was Fred. "Mind if I join you?" Fred’s voice was low, teasing, yet undeniably commanding. Mack’s face flushed scarlet, his hands instinctively pulling up to shield himself. "What the hell are you doing?" he stammered, his voice cracking. Fred stepped into the room with a languid grace, the steam curling around him as if it were drawn to his presence. His dark eyes locked onto Mack’s, a mischievous glint playing in their depths. "You didn’t lock the door," Fred replied, his tone shameless as he stepped closer. "That doesn't give you the right to enter," Mack argued. "Calm down, Mack. Besides, it’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.” "Y-you haven’t!” Mack’s voice pitched higher, but his protests were drowned by the heat creeping up his neck and the rapid pounding of his heart. Fred moved closer to him, his proximity intoxicating. Mack’s breath hitched as Fred reached out, his fingers grazing his shoulder before trailing along his arm. "Relax," Fred murmured, his voice smooth as silk. "You’re wound up too tight." Mack’s body betrayed him when he felt his touch. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Fred. Fred’s gaze softened for a brief moment, his smirk fading into something more intimate. “Do I make you nervous, Mack?” Mack’s lips parted, but no words came out. He couldn’t answer, couldn’t think—not when Fred leaned closer, his breath warm against Mack’s flushed skin. "What are you doing, Fred? I-I am your teacher. At least, have some res..." Fred silenced him with a kiss. He wrapped his arms around Mack's wet body and moved his hands to his naked butts, pressing them softly as he could, his desires almost coming to the surface. He broke their kiss and with a teasing smile on Fred's face, he said "Well, see who can't resist my touch." Mack became embarrassed and playfully hit his shoulder as he tried to hide his face. . . . . [The picture was taken from Pinterest. If you're the owner and you would like to take it down, kindly contact me on IG: novar_ei. Thank you.]
NovaRei · 2.1K Views

Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
Katubari · 1.6K Views
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