I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you’re not around. And the fact that you didn’t call. But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

Shane visits Ilya in Ottawa after the 'Centaurs' lost and finds him curled up on his bed, while a woman on the phone speaks something in Russian. An incredible plan forms in Shane's head Or The story of how Shane Hollander read fairy tales to Ilya Rozanov at night.

Human omega Taehyun falls into a pack of werewolves. By their law, he must die. But the young alpha leader Jungkook gives him one month to prove his worth. Taehyun can't hunt, but he can count. He knows how to pull a starving pack out of poverty. Economics instead of fangs, fear of closeness, betrayal lurking nearby — and a love that smells like pine and yuzu. Can Taehyun become one of them? And will he want to leave?

— Awesome game, — commented one of Ilya's fans sitting behind me. Someone decided to support the team, and another wave of satisfied cheers swept through the arena. I had to leave quickly to wait for that idiot near the locker rooms. Half an hour remained, plus about twenty or even forty minutes were spent shaking hands with opponents, answering questions from journalists, and other crap, so there was no need to hurry. I just managed to go to a café, located fifteen minutes from the arena, buyin

One day, Velvet lit a fire in Magilou, the strength to resist adversity to the very end. And with this feeling, Magilou lived her entire life, finally returning to Velvet to say goodbye.

One wrong move, one glance that lingers too long — and years of hatred turn into a raging fire.

In the heart of a merciless Alaskan winter, Shane Hollander struggles to survive both the ice and the weight of expectation. The rink is a frozen battlefield—wind tearing across the surface, lungs burning with each inhale, lips purple from the cold. Training is relentless, but Shane’s battles aren’t just with the ice or the puck.

Aron’s life is a scam. The ultimate long con. By day, he plays the part: the perfect son, the untouchable captain. By night, he’s just looking for a way to finally go dark. Leo is the only one who sees the lie. He hasn’t seen Aron on a pedestal; he’s seen him on his knees, shattered and pathetic. They share nothing but hatred and the jagged edges of their own damage. But in a world where everyone lies, the dirt turns out to be more honest than the gold.

Three years after Monsters reached the Surface, SOUL magic is real. For Chara, the only magic that matters is his secret bond with Frisk. She’s older, a graduate, and his only sanctuary. They hide their love to avoid gossip, but secrets have a way of becoming too heavy. When a quiet walk leads to a sudden confrontation, they must decide: stay in the shadows or let their Determination shine?

Spending time among elderly men, elegant ladies, and wealthy elites did little to flatter Elian—even if the gathering was held in his honor. An award for his modest—or perhaps not so modest—person. So when a message from his boyfriend arrives, he leaves without hesitation, driven by feeling, a pounding heart, and trembling anticipation in his fingers. His rule of “always keep a cool head” fades the moment he gets into a taxi and gives the hotel address.

“Believe me, in Russia this day is practically Doomsday. If you come home without flowers or sweets, you no longer have a home,” Rozanov frowned and turned the phone screen towards himself. “When I was a kid, I got tons of valentines from girls. But even a little version of me, would envy that one you gave me.”

The world we knew shed its old skin.Papa Emeritus III called it the Purification—hellfire wrapped in a beautiful word.They stroked our ears with words from floodlit stages,threading a new faith into our minds like beads on a profane rosary.They prepared us,instilled in us our chosen singularity.We clung to the snowy pallor of gloves as if they were the only meaning left.We were on the square.We swore.And when the Hammer of His Truth struck,shattering the thin asphalt skin—we were ready.

Winter 2017-2018. Shane Hollander, preparing for Christmas, expresses a desire to learn more about Russian culture and visit Russia with Ilya. Ilya gives Russia one last chance to leave him with pleasant memories and travels to Moscow with Shane to celebrate New Year's with him and show him Russian traditions.

Shane learns what a real Russian summer cottage is and decides to try his hand at "national sports". Arugula, flower beds, a little chaos — and a lot of love, which manifests itself in the simplest things.

Knowing the modesty, indecision and naivety of the guy with whom fate cruelly brought her together, Iria decided to take the initiative into her own hands.

The Canadian kingdom of Elingard is on the verge of a change in power. Prince Shane is the legitimate heir, raised for the throne, flawless and cold. His future has long been decided—both for him and against him. His rival is Ilya Rozanov, the king's illegitimate son, who grew up outside the palace and its protocols. Formally, he has no right to the throne, but his appearance changes the balance of power. The rivalry for the crown turns into a dangerous closeness, where the choice between power.

“You’re losing it. That’s insane to say…” “You’re dirty. And you make me dirty, Shane Hollander.”

When pain can no longer wound, when the world crumbles to fragments, when you stand solitary in a foreign land… might a miracle, as in a fairy tale, offer salvation?

Lost on the ice? Get ready to lose in the hotel room. No rules. No mercy. No clothes.

The Centaurs’ plane lands safely, but Shane doesn’t learn the news immediately. Instead, he is forced to internally endure the perceived death of Ilya right in the middle of a high-stakes game against Washington.