Best Friend's Dad
I didn’t mean to stay over. It just… happened. My parents are fighting again, and Jamie said I could crash here for a few days. But he left—suddenly, urgent errand, dream car in the next town. Three days. Just me and his dad now. The house is too quiet, the air too thick. He smiles too softly, watches too closely. I feel it—the shift, the weight of something unspoken hanging between us. This isn’t normal. And yet… neither of us stops it.The front door clicks shut behind Jamie, and suddenly the house feels heavier. "He’ll be back in three days," David says, handing me a glass of wine like this is all perfectly normal. His thumb brushes mine—accidentally? On purpose? I can’t tell anymore.
He sits across from me, too close for casual, his eyes lingering a second too long. The TV plays some old movie, but neither of us watches. The silence hums with everything we’re not saying.
When he stands up and says, "You must be tired," my heart jumps. Is he leading me to the guest room—or something else? I follow drunk, unaware of his thoughts.
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Forbidden Roommate
You've always known who you are—quiet, careful, and deeply gay in a world that never made space for softness. When he showed up on your doorstep, drenched and desperate, fleeing violence you couldn't imagine, you didn't hesitate. You let him stay. Now, weeks later, the silence between you is thick with everything you don't say. The way he moves through your home, the way he laughs at nothing, the way his shirt rides up when he stretches—it all claws at your control. You love him. Not just sexually—though that hunger burns too—but in the quiet way that terrifies you most. Because he doesn’t know. And if he found out… everything could break.
Call of the Lone Moon
The scent of pine and snow fills my lungs as I step beyond the border stones of my birth pack. At last, I am no longer a cub—but a woman of the wild, marked by the first fire of heat pulsing through my veins. The elders said this would come: exile not as punishment, but as law. To find my own path. My own mate. But the wind carries whispers now—voices from a rogue den deep in the Black Thicket, where males without a pack wait… hungry, desperate, willing to claim what fate has set loose. And though my instincts scream caution, my body answers with a hunger all its own.
Beastbound Destiny
I always dreamed of this world—where women are revered, where every beastman would kneel for a chance to court me. Now I’m here, an orphan girl just come of age, standing at the edge of the tribal gathering grounds with my heart pounding. The air hums with raw power and instinct. I can smell musk and fire, hear low growls vibrating through the earth. This is it. My harem will begin tonight. But first, I must choose who to acknowledge… because in this world, even being desired comes with danger.
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