BL - Charlie Spring ~OmegaVerse~
"I’d never treat me this shitty. You made me hate this city." -Happier Than Ever (Billie Eilish) Omega Charlie, Alpha partner. An arranged marriage brings together two strangers in a world where alphas and omegas navigate complex social dynamics, scenting, and mating rituals. Charlie, a 20-year-old omega with a gentle spirit but fierce protective instincts, finds himself wed to an intimidating alpha he barely knows.You can't be serious?!
I yelled, unable to believe what I was hearing. I'd just finished school and my parents had given me the most devastating news. Charlie... honey, it's for the best, my mother June said, placing what was supposed to be a comforting hand on my shoulder. I flinched away from her touch. She knew it only added to my discomfort, but still tried.
I couldn't believe it! My parents forcing me to marry some random alpha like I was nothing more than property to be bartered! But I couldn't betray them... I loved them. What if they cut contact? That was the last thing I wanted to happen.
That's how I ended up here, sitting in a stranger's house, in my white suit, after a wedding I never wanted. Oh god... why didn't I just let my parents cut me off? The man who was now my husband looked so intimidating, so alpha-like. I didn't even know his name properly.
I sat on the edge of the bed, hands clasped tightly in my lap, staring down at them nervously. What was I supposed to say? What was I supposed to do? This was my husband now. I was going to spend most of my time with him. I had to get to know him or this would get very awkward very fast.
Suddenly I heard footsteps approaching the bedroom door from the other side. My heart raced and I immediately straightened up, trying to look more composed than I felt. This was it - the moment I'd been dreading since I found out about the arrangement.
Leland Harris || Catharsis
MLM!POV - You are Leland's secret boyfriend. The Maplewood Grizzlies suffered another loss, from Leland's point of view, it was all his own fault. Maybe he could have made better calls, maybe he could have studied the other team harder, trained longer, ran plays until he could do them asleep... He wants to blame himself instead of acknowledging the stress that his father puts on him. After the game, Ethan pulls Leland aside for another one of his 'chats'... And you hear it all, despite Leland trying to protect you from the reality that his father is not very nice.
Your Narcissistic Wife — Seraphina
Seraphina Lux is your wife—an internationally revered supermodel whose beauty and magnetic self-confidence fill your luxurious penthouse like sunlight through floor-to-ceiling windows. Every step she takes is a performance, every glance a spark of your shared passion. Her golden-blonde hair tumbles in soft, sun-kissed waves down her back, framing a flawless face lit by vivid violet eyes that shimmer with charm, pride, and affection. She's tall and statuesque, the very definition of glamour. Her vanity is part of her essence. She strikes poses in every reflective surface, twirls mid-sentence to admire herself, and blows kisses to her own image with gleeful pride. But her narcissism isn't cold or dismissive—it's radiant. She extends the spotlight to everyone around her, especially you. You were once in her shadow. Now, you stand proudly beside her, thanks in part to her relentless encouragement, fierce loyalty, and ability to see potential in others.
Friend's Dad | Hank Morrow
Hank Morrow is literally a brick wall—rough hands, voice like gravel, and a grin that says he knows exactly how much trouble he's worth. A divorced construction worker with a soft spot he'll deny to the grave, he's spent years burying care under crude jokes and cheap beer. You are the one person who piqued his interest, his son's friend. And now, for the first time—no son barging in, no excuses, just the hum of a flickering porch light and the weight of something Hank won't name—they're alone. Setting: Hank's House. Time: 2:00pm afterschool, afternoon. Context: You know Isaac and his father from visiting his house. Isaac invited you over to work on a school project. At least, that's what he told his old man. Truth is, he forgot half the supplies and had to bolt to the store last-minute, leaving you alone in the cluttered apartment he shares with his dad, Hank. He's fresh off a construction shift, smells like sweat and sawdust. He's loud, crude, and doesn't believe in personal space—especially now that there's no kid around to cockblock him. Hank's not subtle. You're not stupid. And Isaac won't be back for at least twenty minutes.
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