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average human
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I bet her poor brother will be injured or die very publicly. While FML is in disguise and everyone will wonder who she is because the prince was injured yet he’s here. And than she’ll pull a crazy self sacrificing stunt or get seriously kidnapped/injured.
— Apr 20, 2026 03:55PM
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average human
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This was good. And I loved the execution of the hidden gender trope. But there wasn’t enough screen time with the other ml’s besides colter really. I’d read the next one. This was fun.
4.5 rounded down
— May 11, 2026 01:51PM
4.5 rounded down
average human
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I’m wild as I lick up the column of his throat and glide up and down along his length as he holds me. I’m feral and ready to be bred. He’s the opposite. His touches are all tender, gentle exploration of my spine, my curves. Even when he cups my ass, his fingers softly knead but don’t dig in, as if he’s afraid he’ll hurt me.
— May 07, 2026 11:36PM
average human
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We’ve actually gotten the least amount of book time with Luka
An ache zings up my spine that makes me stiffen in pain. I might need to make an appointment for a massage tomorrow.
That actually sounds glorious.
— Apr 20, 2026 11:22AM
An ache zings up my spine that makes me stiffen in pain. I might need to make an appointment for a massage tomorrow.
That actually sounds glorious.
average human
is 60% done
Having a great time rn.
Maybe it’s out there, somewhere, building offshore like a tsunami. But for right now, I simply feel an exhausted sort of pride that I protected someone.
I—an omega—protected someone.
I fought an alpha and won.
— Apr 16, 2026 11:10PM
Maybe it’s out there, somewhere, building offshore like a tsunami. But for right now, I simply feel an exhausted sort of pride that I protected someone.
I—an omega—protected someone.
I fought an alpha and won.
average human
is 51% done
I love this concept. I’ve read a lot of cross dressing fml but never one where fml lives a double life at the same time. I love this.
There, standing in front of me, is Luka. The wind is whipping his dark hair up into playful spikes. He’s clearly shaved recently, because the close crop along his jaw showcases the sharp angle of it.
— Apr 16, 2026 10:15PM
There, standing in front of me, is Luka. The wind is whipping his dark hair up into playful spikes. He’s clearly shaved recently, because the close crop along his jaw showcases the sharp angle of it.
average human
is 42% done
Ugh Colton. My guy. I love how primal he is.
“It’s not funny, you obnoxious dick!” I groan as my brother collapses backward on his couch, wheezing with mirth until tears come to his eyes.
“Oh, yes it fucking is,” he counters, looking better today than he did a week ago.
— Apr 15, 2026 11:30PM
“It’s not funny, you obnoxious dick!” I groan as my brother collapses backward on his couch, wheezing with mirth until tears come to his eyes.
“Oh, yes it fucking is,” he counters, looking better today than he did a week ago.
average human
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I texted Teddie and his helpful response was: What a tangled web we weave, when first we aim to deceive.
It would serve him right if I just mailed him a box of live crickets or something from the pet store. I’d add that to my to-do list, but it’s already infinitely long. And complicated. And riddled with all these damned issues.
— Apr 15, 2026 10:57PM
It would serve him right if I just mailed him a box of live crickets or something from the pet store. I’d add that to my to-do list, but it’s already infinitely long. And complicated. And riddled with all these damned issues.
average human
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Oooo Mc is cool.
Luka’s eyes immediately narrow, the alpha male misinterpreting my gesture for a challenge. His lip curls.
And then, faster than a blink, one of his hands is around my wrist, the other shoving at the back of my elbow. My arm is twisted painfully until my entire body bends sideways submissively.
— Apr 15, 2026 10:02PM
Luka’s eyes immediately narrow, the alpha male misinterpreting my gesture for a challenge. His lip curls.
And then, faster than a blink, one of his hands is around my wrist, the other shoving at the back of my elbow. My arm is twisted painfully until my entire body bends sideways submissively.
average human
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Mc has prob been kidnapped and prob not raped. But close to by a group of alphas. Gunning for the weak link of the royal family.
— Apr 14, 2026 03:41PM
average human
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Grinning from ear to ear, I move forward, desperately wishing there wasn’t a hedge and wall separating me from the omegas. I could really use a show.
“Piper, you’re doing amazing. Perfect posture, Alanna!” A beat and then, “Brylee! No! No! No! You’re a lady, not a duck! Walk like one!”
I smother my laughter with my hand.
And that’s when it hits me.
— Apr 14, 2026 03:39PM
“Piper, you’re doing amazing. Perfect posture, Alanna!” A beat and then, “Brylee! No! No! No! You’re a lady, not a duck! Walk like one!”
I smother my laughter with my hand.
And that’s when it hits me.
Her eyes narrow. “I don’t give a damn about fate.”
I can see the walls she’s built, can see how deep she’s buried whatever vulnerability she has under layers of pride. I don’t know who hurt her in the past, but I want to topple these barricades she erected around herself. I want to see the true Brylee, the one who isn’t weighed down by past hurts and secrets she has yet to reveal.
“You should,” I tell her, my voice quieter now, sincere. “Because fate doesn’t care if you’re ready or not. It’s already decided that I belong to you, and I’m not leaving until you understand that.”
She sucks in a sharp gasp, and I can see the hesitation in her eyes. The smallest crack in her armor. That’s all I need. Before she can rebuild her wall up, I plow through, shattering her defenses like they’re nothing but papier-mâché.
“Give me a chance,” I say, my breath whispering across her face. “Give us a chance. That’s all I’m asking for.”
I can see her wavering, her carefully constructed walls tumbling down around her. Once again, I wonder what happened in her past to create such shadows in her eyes. Is there a way I can find out without betraying her trust?
Her lips part, and I instinctively lean in even closer, her scent coiling around me—
“Commander Ridge?” The unfamiliar voice comes from directly behind me, and I inwardly curse.
Brylee jumps a foot in the air as if she had just been electrocuted and hastily steps backward. Color darkens her cheeks, and despite my probing gaze, she won’t look up and meet my eyes.
With heavy reluctance, I turn to face the older gentleman standing just inside the doorframe, his posture immaculate and his hands clasped behind his back.
“The queen will see you now,” he tells me, already spinning on his heel and stalking away.
The queen.
Fuck.
I almost forgot why I came in the first place.
I fork my fingers through my hair and turn toward Brylee, prepared to ask her to wait for me here, but she’s already gone.
Her unique scent lingers in the air long after, torturing me with a future I’ll do anything to make a reality.