Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

Good Guy Pitch Black

"Good lord."

The sound of slicing carrots from the kitchen was overoded with whatever sort of noise from the room of the other side. Not that the lady minded anyways, it was a sort of comfortable noise and reassurance that the kids do enjoy it here and held a certain point of comfortability. At least they weren't at all a silent suffering shell. In the other room, the kids were everywhere. Some doing risky thing, like trying to do creative tricks off a ladder, and others talking to their little group. A group of friends laid on the upper bunkers and a few kids were under one of the beds and figured that they started gossiping of heated arguments. Right in the middle of the room was a relatively small number of kids, playing a game of Duck Duck Goose maybe. They hit each other's heads as hard as they could and each reaction they got had rendered poor Jack into a wheezing gasping mess. The girl next to him was looking like she's having the time of her life, and maybe she is. Smiling beauty that could have won this year's beauty contest, was Jane -without-a-last-name. (And although she did have a last name, she prefers not to use it.) And Jane, all bright eyed and such and angel, holy and sweet and you could easily compare it to a toddler who got a bite of his first candy, was having the time of her life. _____ Alternatively, from the author. I guess you could call it a contest submission that and I am always driven by spite and also money. A friend sent this to me and somehow that turned on a sense that I should join this. WSA 2022 submission (If I recited that correctly since I'm on mobile and all) Fantasy and number 4. A female lead who's a vampire dumped at a orphanage or something. Realizes she's a vampire, goes be mature. Decided to write some backbone, a past to look back into for the future chapters. If I get more than a 100K words that would be a relief, if I get an award I think I'll just use that for my first Iphone and use that to play Genshin for the first time. ( I'll touch grass I promise. Why are most of you pay to win in that game anyway lmao) After this is done I might rewrite most things, all I'm doing now is writing every single thing that comes into mind. Though that's not assured yet. My laziness has it's ways with me. No discord, I can't manage it. No way to support me with money, I can't manage that too. Vote stuff, put whatever little thing you want in your comments, and I'll respond with memes and maybe an actual good reply. If you recognize me outside of social media, for one, this is hell, and two, I can't help but use punctuation every damn time.
RRRitz · 3.9K Views

Off-pitch Passions [BL]

Luca swore he’d never let an alpha close again. Three years ago, a brutal betrayal by an alpha he trusted left Luca scarred—not just emotionally, but physically. His omega pheromones vanished, rendering him numb to the scent of alphas… until now. When Luca reluctantly agrees to assist with the International High School World Cup, he thinks he’s safe. After all, what danger could a bunch of teenage soccer stars pose to someone who can’t even smell them? Until a collision with Germany’s icy prodigy, Jannik Wolff, rewrites his biology. One touch. One breath. Suddenly, Luca’s dormant pheromones surge back, honey-sweet and irresistible, and Jannik’s frost-laced scent burns his senses like a brand. But Jannik isn’t alone. Three more alphas awaken Luca’s shattered instincts: Oliver Ashford (England): A rosewood-scented gentleman who hides possessive claws behind velvet manners. Théo Moreau (France): A flirty forward with cinnamon-spiced pheromones and a tongue sharper than his cleats. Minho Kim (Korea): A brooding striker whose cedar-smoke scent clashes with the quiet warmth he reserves for Luca. These alphas aren’t just here to win trophies. They’re determined to claim the one omega who doesn’t swoon at their feet. Jannik corners him in empty hallways, demanding answers. Oliver “rescues” him from crowds with a proprietary grip on his wrist. Théo flirts in French just to watch him blush. Minho lingers in silence, his dark eyes tracing Luca’s every flinch. But Luca’s trauma runs deeper than their pride. He dodges their advances, locks down his pheromones with illegal suppressants, and throws himself into managing the tournament. Too bad fate—and four stubborn alphas—won’t take no for an answer. Love is a battlefield. So is off the pitch.
Cheesecake_is_life · 1.1K Views
Related Topics
More