99blueroses

After being kicked out of the prestigious Wester Family, Kaiden has no choice but to work at a pheromone nightclub to moderate his excessive pheromones, or else he might spontaneously go into heat. On the night of his 19th birthday, he falls into the arms of the Alpha known to hate all Omegas, Damon Lin.

The next day, the cold and ruthless Alpha offers him a deal: be his pheromone partner for a year and he will be set for life.
What is Kaiden supposed to do when he can’t help falling in love with an Alpha who hates him, especially when said Alpha has a Beta lover?

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Damon Lin, the Alpha head of the Lin Finance Group, has a problem: it’s been three years since his last rut. His options are either to live with the sexual frustration or find his ‘fated mate,’ but where on Earth can he find an omega with 99.9% compatibility with him?

On a night out with his friends, he drunkenly follows a scent that tantalizes his whole being and carries the solution to his problem to the backseat of his car.

The next day, he offers the Omega a deal: be his pheromone partner for a year but don’t he dare be mistaken, he will never love him.
Is it too late for regrets once he loses his fated mate?
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WARNING: This is BL omegaverse with R-18 scenes, unhealthy relationship dynamics, mentions of past trauma and abuse, and lots of angst.

He Hates Me, He Loves Me Not

Damon isn't following him. Nobody is behind him. No one is calling his name with an apology. He's walking out yet Damon is not chasing after him. Tears prick at the corner of his eyes; it feels like he's been slapped in the face. More than anger, he feels shame.

He doesn't want to leave. He wants to be comforted and doted on. He wants hugs, kisses, and words of reassurance. He wants that deep voice to tell him that it will always be him—just like before, but now that he has taken the first step, he can't turn back. His pride won't allow him to, not over his dead body, so he lets the night swallow his shadow.

On the way to his family home, he tries his best not to think about it. Closing his eyes, he ignores the image of Damon's indifferent gaze on him. It's not the first, and he knows it won't be the last. Damon is slipping away no matter how tight he holds, loose sand over his fingers.

Lost