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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 · 871.5K Views

Restricted Section [BL]

They said the room on the 49th floor didn’t exist. No nameplate. No ID access. No records in the company logs. But every employee at RaiSinghaniPharma knew the rule: Don’t speak of it. Don’t look at it. Don’t even think of trying the handle. Meher stood in front of it now, silent, the polished steel door gleaming under the cold-white hallway lights. His reflection blinked back at him—black eyes hardened by blood, a jagged scar slicing across the left side of his lips, another crossing the dead center of his left eye. Skin weathered and bronze from years of sunlight that no longer touched this skyscraper. Behind him, the corridor stretched empty. But he knew—cameras were watching. He shouldn’t be here. Not after hours. Not alone. And definitely not thinking about the dream he had last night. A dream of this door. A dream of blood. A dream where he died again. He reached forward. Before his fingers could graze the steel, a voice echoed behind him—low, dangerous, too calm. “That room isn’t for you, Meher.” He didn’t turn around. He didn’t need to. He knew that voice better than his own heartbeat now. Agrasen. His boss. His director. His living nightmare. And the man whose story, once upon a time, had ended in tragic flames on a page of fiction. Only, this wasn’t fiction anymore. This was the world Meher had been dragged into—the world of "The End of Eclipse." Where Agrasen was destined to die. And Meher? Meher was never meant to exist. “I didn’t open it,” Meher replied. “Yet.” A pause. Then, footsteps—measured, like a hunter circling prey. “Curiosity is a dangerous trait,” Agrasen murmured, voice just behind him now. “Especially in men like you, who carry too many excuses… and scars.” Meher finally turned. Their eyes locked. Bronze and brown. Black and hollow. And just like that, the air between them cracked— With history that never happened, Memories that didn’t belong, And a hunger neither of them could explain. Behind the door, something pulsed. Alive. Waiting. Restricted Section. The door never opened that night. But it would. And when it did, Nothing would be the same.
MENOX_ZEN · 2.6K Views

GOLDENblack (BL)

A scholar. A soldier. A shattered empire. Mihir was never meant to marry. Born a Brahmin without caste in a world where only men remained, his life was supposed to be spent in silence—chanting verses, not carrying blades. His guru gives him a single order: “Begin your married life.” No names. No destination. Just a choice. West to India. East to the past. He walks east. In the bloodstained borderlands of the Tang Dynasty, he finds him—Zhang Zheng. A fallen Chinese commander, carved in scars and silence, abandoned like a broken sword in the dirt. Mihir doesn’t know his name. Doesn’t know his war. But he stops. And saves him. That moment rewrites empires. Zhang Zheng is not just wounded—he’s hunted. A father of four. A ghost of a disgraced dynasty. His enemies wear his family’s faces, and his mother—the one the world thinks is dead—has returned to burn it all down. Mihir never asked for this. But he’s already stepped into a dying man’s war. Already tied to children who call him father. Already bound to a man who refuses to beg, but bleeds like he’s praying for something he no longer believes in. This isn’t love. This is survival. This is destiny wrapped in barbed wire and bound by fire. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Indian × Chinese | BL | Historical Fantasy | Tang Dynasty, 7th Century This story is born from ashes—of lost dynasties, broken families, and forgotten names. It is not soft. It is not safe. It’s a story of two men—one a wandering scholar from India, the other a disgraced commander from China—who were never meant to cross paths, let alone share a life. In a world with no women, where Alphas, Betas, Omegas, and Enigmas shape society, love still bleeds red. This isn’t a love story wrapped in flowers. It’s one wrapped in war, betrayal, and fire. I wrote this for those who crave something different—not polished and perfect, but raw, cold, and tangled. If you came for softness, turn away. If you came for truth carved into steel, welcome. —Menox :)
MENOX_ZEN · 13.9K 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 · 1.4M Views

Rin Replaced (BL)

In a tragic turn of events, Rin Grace, an ordinary individual caught up in his daily routine, found himself involved in a heated argument that spiraled out of control. As emotions intensified, Rin stumbled backward, lost his footing, and inadvertently fell into the path of oncoming traffic. In a heart-stopping moment, a car sped toward him, and the driver was unable to react in time, resulting in a devastating collision that left Rin unconscious and sprawled on the asphalt. At the same time, in a parallel world, Misha Minari, a skilled assassin whose life was filled with shadowy encounters and dangerous missions, found himself in a life-threatening situation. During a high-stakes job that had spiraled out of control, Misha was struck by a bullet. The sharp pain and sudden darkness quickly plunged him into unconsciousness. Fortunately, reality shifted, and he awoke in a stark, sterile hospital room, surrounded by the beeping of medical equipment. Disoriented, he turned his head to see an unfamiliar figure standing at his bedside, their expression a mix of concern and curiosity. "You seem to be fine. Next time, don't run out in front of my car. I will be handling the bill. Take care, Mr. Grace." The man said rudely as the door closes behind him. That man was none other than Jay Fenrick, the Crown Prince himself. Misha felt confused and uncertain. He looked around, trying to make sense of his surroundings, but everything was too bewildering. Suddenly, he noticed something strange—his hands looked different. In fact, they didn't seem like his hands at all. Misha rushed over to a nearby mirror, and, to his horror, he saw a stranger staring back at him. It was clear that he was no longer in his own body; he was someone else entirely. So, What happened to Misha? Who is Rin Grace and How the hell did Misha end up as the Crown Prince's bodyguard?
Tiffanie_Rose · 410.5K Views

[BL] Thriller Trainee

Author: Wang Ya Genre: Unlimited Flow, Horror, Supernatural Pesulap Zong Jiu yang sudah tidak bernyawa bertransmigrasi ke dalam novel horor dengan alur cerita yang tak terbatas tentang pertunjukan bertahan hidup, menggantikan umpan meriam yang meninggal secara tragis di babak evaluasi pertama. Pertunjukan ini sangat menarik. Dari puluhan ribu orang, hanya seratus orang yang dapat bertahan hidup, dan posisi c (pesaing terkuat) bahkan dapat memperoleh tiket keinginan universal. Kalau orang lain, mereka mungkin akan ketakutan setengah mati. Tak seorang pun menyangka bahwa Zong Jiu tidak hanya tak kenal takut, tetapi juga menimbulkan kehebohan yang sensasional, tanpa malu-malu memamerkan triknya sepanjang jalan. Setelah tipu muslihatnya berhenti, dan hidupnya dapat dianggap aman dan tenteram, ia berakhir dalam persaingan dengan penjahat besar dalam novel tersebut. Hari ini kau berusaha menyerangku, besok aku akan menyerangmu lagi, bolak-balik, itu cukup menyenangkan, heh. Alhasil, meski hanya main-main, suatu kali mereka terbawa suasana dan benar-benar berakhir tidur bersama. Melihat musuh bebuyutan yang menekannya ke tanah, Zong Jiu dengan malas mengangkat pandangannya. "Jika kau ingin membunuhku, bunuh saja aku, jangan bicara omong kosong." Bahkan saat dalam posisi yang kurang menguntungkan, dia tidak menunjukkan sedikit pun rasa takut, dan malah terus memprovokasinya. Orang itu menggunakan jarinya yang sedingin es untuk menelusuri telinganya, dan gerakan menuju aorta tiba-tiba terhenti. “Sayang sekali. Aku sudah berubah pikiran.” — Dulu dia sangat ingin membunuh Zong Jiu secara pribadi. Setiap hari, dia selalu menyesal karena tidak mencungkil dagingnya, mematahkan lehernya sendiri. Namun setelah orang ini jatuh ke tangannya, keinginan lain yang lebih mendesak tumbuh seperti rumput liar. Dibandingkan menang atau kalah, ia lebih suka melihatnya menangis dan terengah-engah, dengan mata merah, memohon belas kasihan.
Elhafasya · 123.9K Views
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