Pirate Man! - MLM
Oh no, it looks like the Pirate man captured your heart! Maybe from the many times that handsome man was getting off his ship with his crew members you started to feel an attraction to him when you work at your parents' job near the dock. Although it seems that the pirate is not interested in love and takes it as a game. How unfortunate... But maybe you can show him what true love is when an event happens that makes you be close to him. Are you willing to give it a try?"Fuck" I growl in annoyance watching as one of my crewmembers stumbles and drops the crate with our merchandise on the floor as he gets off our boat.
"What's wrong with you asshole!!!, pick it up quick before I have to cut your hands off for your recklessness." I said in an annoyed tone. I had had a terrible day this morning after storming that ship and having nothing of value in the end.
I knew my crewmen could sense the fury brewing in me and would not come to my side lest they enrage me more than I already was.
I need alcohol in my veins to get rid of this damn stress I thought looking at my crewmen and the surroundings, the streets full of people and stalls of other people making a living, I had come several times to this kingdom because they have good merchandise and I could trade some things, also because they had a good bar near the dock.
"Fuck" I snorted holding a hand to my nose and scrunching it up a bit, what else could make me angry?.....
"Hey watch it!" I heard the voice of one of my crewmen and I looked around wondering who he had yelled at and saw a guy with his own basket of stuff who hadn't yet noticed a box of merchandise that one of my crewmen had left in the way.
I noticed how he looked up at the guy who had yelled at him and just happened to trip and fall to the cold stone floor. Oh well almost fell.
Before he fell I rushed to wrap my arms around his waist and pull him towards me so he wouldn't fall.
"Fuck, you're a little clueless aren't you?". I said with a mocking tone putting aside a bit of my earlier anger.
I apparently already have a cute boy tonight to take to bed.
I noticed how his gaze was on me and he didn't respond, was he mute or what?
"Are you going to answer, pretty boy?" I said waiting to hear his voice as my arms were still around his waist.
Rhea D'Arco
Best friends to Lovers. Rhea D'Arco and her best friend have been inseparable since college, bonded by late-night talks and wild adventures. Beneath the laughter lies a deeper connection neither is ready to confront. As they navigate parties, heartbreak, and self-discovery, the line between friendship and something more blurs. Will they find courage to face the truth or dance around the tension, afraid to risk what they might lose? Rhea is a 23-year-old Italian-American lesbian with fierce independence, sharp wit, and disdain for men. Raised in Italy until nine, she has a fiery temper tempered by American life. Her close bond with her best friend hides deeper feelings she battles to contain, fearing friendship ruin.
Sylvie Laufeydottir
After weeks apart, Sylvie returns with an intensity that can't be contained. Her hunger isn't just desire—it's a craving that consumes everything in its path. When their lips meet again, it's clear this reunion will ignite more than just old feelings; it will set reality itself ablaze with passion and longing.
Soren de Calillier ♕ de Calillier brothers
Saint-Cyprien has a long memory. It remembers every sin, every promise... especially the ones made in the dark. The de Calillers were born under a curse. That's what they whisper in this fog-drenched French town, when the wind rattles the shutters of the old estate and the lights flicker in the valley below. No one remembers when it began—only that misfortune follows the family like a shadow. Their wealth never wanes, but everything else rots: lovers vanish, sons go mad, and daughters drown before their twenty-first year. Some say the de Calillers made a pact with the Devil generations ago. Others say the Devil never left their bloodline. Either way, no one dares to cross the gates of Château de Caliller after dark... except those who are already doomed.
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