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Knife Making

[BL] The Making of an Alpha Villain

[BL] [Alpha x Alpha] After the First Apocalyptic War finally ended, Mattias Kohler thought he could return to America and live out his days as an unmated alpha in peace. Being a child soldier left him with more scars and baggage than he cared to admit, but for a while, living in this superheroes’ version of a ‘new world’ wasn't so bad. He'd even managed to stave off the deadly consequences of the war for a solid twenty years. Despite everything, the shell shocked veteran made peace with the last of his ghosts. Or so he thought, were it not for one rude-ass awakening. When his biggest failure and the rightful king of his ghosts shows back up out of the blue—very much alive and kicking—Matt finds himself kidnapped and dragged back into a cold war against his will. What's worse, this particular ghost has deep ties to Mattias’ past, and the fact that he's still alive is an absolute stain on Matt's ledger. His initial goal is just to get the hell out of this mess and kill as many Russians as he can in the process, but as time goes by, he realizes something isn't right with the King of Ghosts. The other alpha’s past betrayal may not be everything it seems, and the more Matt learns about this dark world his old-friend-turned-traitor steeped himself in for all these years, the less he understands. Not to mention the fact that he'd been forced to get off his scent blockers and rut suppressants all at once; fuck if he knows why that filthy traitor smells so damn good, but he does. It's wrong. They're both alphas. Matt is also painfully aware that alpha on alpha relations are illegal in most countries. But he's hard, pissed off and has no idea whether he's in for a fight or a fuck. Either way, they dragged him back into this, and now he's going to finish it. [TW: Dark themes, potential dub-con, violence, death of NPCs, dystopian themes, kidnapping, toxic relationships, abuse, non-encouraged mentions of substance abuse, hurt & comfort.] NOTICE: The acts described in this novel are in no way, shape, nor form, the personal beliefs of the author. I do not condone, endorse, nor encourage those behaviours on any level. These are works of fiction that do not reflect my real life values, beliefs, and actions. My characters actions are not reality and should not be copied in any way. I wholeheartedly condemn real-world violence, abuse, substance abuse and emphatically encourage people to do the same. This book will strive to separate fact from fiction and will keep away from glorifying, encouraging, or promoting illegal activities. If you have any questions or need to request an edit, please feel free to contact me.
VeraFaye · 7K Views

(Bl) Transmigration: Seducing and making Cinderella's prince mine

Well, life was a bitch, and Kayden Shawn never knew the true extent of it till he faced his 8th rejection of his so-called masterpiece—a BL manuscript. And as if that wasn't enough, his rival got the contract once again, pushing his cherished book to the mud. Kayden, being enraged, decided to give them his piece of mind, but he didn't foresee waking up into the same rival script— The cringe Cinderella fairytale romance that his hated rival wrote. And what makes it worse was that it was a straight romance. A fucking straight romance. But there was a twist. A scheming fairy godmother was lurking around planning God knows what. And not to mention that he was given an ultimatum: in order to survive, he must seduce the crown prince of the novel—well, Cinderella’s Prince Charming—but it's easier said than done when the bitch kept lurking around. And to mention that the goddamn plot kept coming in his way, ruining things for him. But he wasn't called a master strategist for nothing, and you know the feeling when you want a forbidden fruit—nothing tastes better than it. Yes! Kayden wants it, especially when it's from your fellow man. A supposed straight man. Not to mention that Cinderella is gonna watch as he steals her man under her cute little nose. How great will it be to turn a famous heroine into a villainess and a branded villain into a hero? Who says fairy tales have to end the same way? Even with all these perfect laid out plans, nothing could prepare Kayden for the dark secrets and powers that lurk around the castle, even with the prince waiting to consume him whole. NOTE: Our mc is sassy Highly erotic the MC uses lots of insultive language. Fast burn, I don't do slow burn. face slapping of course. last but not the least we have strong mc, they is nothing I despise more than weak mc.
Prince_Dammy · 3.8K Views

Beneath The Knife

"Don't stop, don't stop," Ria chanted under her breath as she sprinted across the street. Mrs. Clara's house was only minutes away-if only she could move faster. Her heart drummed a frantic rhythm, and her throat was parched, desperate for water. Yet, she didn't stop. She couldn't-not even if she tried. Her face bore the marks of dried tears, intermingled with the powder her mother had dusted on her cheeks that morning. Mother! The word reverberated in her ears, triggering a cascade of fresh tears. At last, the old brown door of Mrs. Clara's house came into view. Summoning a burst of energy, her muscles cried out for rest, and her heart felt like it was on the verge of leaping out of her chest. Ria hammered on the door with all her might. It swung open with a gentle creak, revealing an elderly woman garbed in a white uniform, a nurse's cap sitting atop her head. The woman's eyes widened in confusion as she gazed upon the weary girl before her, extending her arms to steady the trembling figure. Ria's feet were bare, bloodied from her desperate journey, her face a mosaic of sorrow etched by tears. For a moment, Mrs. Clara stood frozen, the gravity of the situation sinking in. Then, as Ria's choked gasps filled the silence, instinct took over. The seasoned nurse sprang into action, her years of experience guiding her swift response. She hurried to the kitchen, returning with a glass of water, which she pressed into Ria's hands. Ria downed the water in one large gulp, to the older woman's amazement, and at last, her voice returned. Clutching Mrs. Clara's hand tightly, her eyes filled with a desperate plea. "My mother, you have to help my mother."
Dheeyawrites · 2.5K Views
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