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Love Begins with the Hot Summer (Prologue)

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Damian has a dream - he wants to produce an excellent series that will win the hearts of viewers. To the main role he employs the popular Rafał. The first meeting is unique because Damian rescues Rafał's life. Both men begin to like each other and look for their friendship. Do their relationship stay here? Meanwhile, Rafał hides some painful secrets that tragically hurt his heart and ... the body. Do the relationship with Damian let him deal with a painful past that does not want to leave? Does Damian manage to protect Rafał from current threats? Friendship, fascination and ... something more? The life of both men will start to change in a direction, which none of them predicted. All events, characters and organizations are fictional. The resemblance to any real person, organization, or event is purely coincidental.

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Chapter 1Burning Sun and the Man on the Roof

The second half of June was suddenly struck by a heat wave completely alien to the temperate climate zone in which Damian Radosz was located. Well, maybe not completely, because in summer the temperature could reach up to 40 degrees in the shade, but this was usually the case at the turn of July and August, not mid-June. After an endless winter, which lasted over eight months and a short spring that lasted a month, summer attacked definitely prematurely pouring real heat from the sky and sweeping through this part of Europe violent weather phenomena such as sudden, strong storms and even almost completely alien in this climate tornadoes.

The sudden unpredictability of the weather must have spoiled the plans of the filming team for the historical series The Fifth Capital. Although the series belonged to the historical genre and told about the relocation of the court of Sigismund III Vasa to Warsaw in 1596, it was rather an exciting and adventure story with a strongly developed love theme, the main character of which was a young Krakow nobleman in love with a certain Warsaw lady. The action was supposed to be full of adventures and even acrobatic feats. So Damian Radosz wanted to personally check whether the weather had influenced the progress of the project too much and decided to visit the filming set.

As soon as Damian left his air-conditioned car, the hot sun hit him. He felt as if he had entered a heated furnace, where the air was not air but living fire. Damian felt that even Hell was less hot. What a nightmare!

Immediately a man in a cap with a visor and an assistant director's badge draped over his neck ran up to him. The man bowed and said.

"Good morning, Mr. Radosz. I am Jarek Kurek, assistant director. The director is shooting an important scene and invites you to the set. Here's your ID..."

Damian picked up a plaque with the words "VIP Guest" intended for him and hung it around his neck. The sun was shining so brightly that it hurt his blue eyes, so he put on the dark glasses of a reputable Asian company that he had bought during his last visit to Seoul and looked at the chaos around him. He smiled with satisfaction. I guess only when shooting a movie (or TV series) in chaos can there be so much order.

The photos were shot on a specially built set. It was difficult to shoot a production set four hundred years earlier and find houses that would be considered new, so for the purposes of this production, several buildings and streets were deliberately built to pretend to be Warsaw at the turn of the 16th and 17th centuries. This small estate was surrounded by green curtains that will be replaced by computer-made effects during post-production. At this point, a whole group of specialists in computer special effects was preparing the landscape of Warsaw from that era, taking care of the smallest details.

It was neither an easy undertaking, nor a cheap one, but Damian Radosz was a man of great ambitions - he wanted to create a historical series that - following the industry in Asia - would appeal to young people. After all, history was not the domain of old people, and if historical drama was sold in Japan, Korea or China, why not do it in Poland?

There were several reasons, but one was absolutely dominant - Polish historical series did not exist, and when they tried to exist, they were bloody boring.

A hero to love, an intriguing storyline, fast-paced action and good CGI was all that the viewer wanted - and all that he hadn't received before. All he was offered was a nationally liberating, martyrdom pathos. In a word - boredom.

"What exactly are you shooting now?" Damian asked moving towards the film set.

"Scene forty-eight. Wroński on the roofs of buildings."

Damian Radosz smiled with satisfaction. It was a really interesting, spectacular scene that will surely appeal to viewers. It may not have been very realistic, but definitely spectacular and will go to the first teaser.

Damian looked up at the heated sky. It was not yet noon, but hot for the climate, more than twenty degrees Celsius nights made him so hot in one white shirt that all he wanted was to hide in some air-conditioned room. The people on the set were working too hard.

"I would like to see this scene from the perspective of cameraman" Radosz informed. "Is it possible?"

"Of course," the assistant director assured him. "This way please."

It seemed that the preparations for shooting were still in progress. Most of the crew on the ground were either under the protection of umbrellas or caps or hats. Damian looked up at the roof of one of the buildings, where, in a dark jacket, strapped to belts and ropes, stood a thin young man against a green background. Damian narrowed his eyes, opened his glasses to see him better. Then he looked at the monitor that showed pictures from camera number three. The camera selected the best angle and tested its focus.

"He's… an actor?" Radosz asked surprised.

"The director wants this scene to be as realistic as possible. Mr. Rafał trained very intensively under the watchful eye of our stuntmen and he is really good."

Damian nodded. There were so many different types of actors in the movie world. One of them was the type who gives his best to every role. Rafał Brylski was one of them. Although he was only twenty-five and not a professional actor, he was extremely ambitious and eager to grow. He wanted to learn and take on new challenges. He was perfect as a new type of actor, for a new type of production that Radosz wanted to introduce to this country.

Rafał Brylski unexpectedly became a star when the mini-series he made with his friends turned out to be a real hit on the Internet. One of Brylski's friends studied directing at the Łódź film school, the other learned to be a cameraman. Together with a few other college friends, they came up with the idea of ​​making a humorous sci-fi series. Someone persuaded Rafał from the architecture department to take part in a project.

Rafał Brylski was very popular with girls and had a certain 'pressure on glass', as it is said about people who like to appear on the screen. The project, which was a parody of at least five famous American sci-fi series, two British and one Australian, became a hit and ten episodes turned to forty and the amateur filmmakers become famous and popular.

Rafał Brylski was particularly popular, whose natural acting captivated audiences all over the world. The series was recorded in Polish, but students provided it with subtitles in several languages, allowing viewers from Japan to Hawaii (taking the longer route, of course) to laugh at their jokes and start trending the amateur production and the amateur actor playing in it. The series was simply a global hit.

If Brylski knew English better, with the current popularity he would probably have already played in American productions. For now, however, he was condemned to domestic cinema and television, which was not so bad for Radosz.

From the moment he became famous, Rafał Brylski has played two smaller roles in films and made guest appearances in several episodes of the popular soap opera. The film community, however, was not ready to take over a man from nowhere. It was also not open to such changes as making an adventure historical series. But Damian was. To achieve great success, you had to make bold decisions.

Brylski was a bold decision. He himself was bold, so now, in a period costume, he was standing on the roof, preparing for the moment when the director would say "action!"

The director, however, did discuss something with the crew on the ground. One of the cameras seemed to have a bad angle and had to be moved. Someone accidentally tripped one of the lamps. The actress who was to be captured in the shot from the ground, the braid detached. Lots of tiny little things meant that shooting had not yet started. Meanwhile, on the roof, the actor waited for the moment when he would finally be able to start his work.

More and more heat was pouring down from the sky.

"Brylski has been at the top for a long time?" Damian Radosz asked.

"No," the assistant director replied. "He just got in there."

Radosz looked at his watch.

"Just? I've been here for over twenty minutes."

Damian looked again at the actor standing on the roof, who suddenly became somewhat sluggish. The heat took its toll on everyone, but standing in full sun, wearing a dark, thick jacket, Brylski was the most exposed to the heat.

"You have to take him down" Radosz decided. "The sun will make him lose all of his makeup."

"But…"

"He won't be able to act if the heat finishes him. Tell Różycki... No, I'll do it myself."

Radosz was about to move towards the director when he noticed something disturbing on the roof. He looked at the screen, where he could see Rafał Brylski's face more clearly, and suddenly Damian's back was drenched with cold sweat.

"Secure the ropes!" Radosz shouted breaking through the crowd and running towards the building on which the actor was standing. "He's about to fall!"

The technicians reacted immediately, but it was too late. Rafał Brylski, rendered unconscious, was flying downwards like a rag doll...

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Queeniecat · LGBT+
4.8
226 Chs

Alpha's mate is a male?!?

Ace has always known he was different, rescued by human couples as a baby by the road side. Raised with a strange mark on his chest, uncanny speed, heightened senses, and an instinct he could never explain. But everything comes to a head on his eighteenth birthday when a restless fire awakens deep within him, compelling him into the forest under the light of the full moon. Drawn by an invisible force, Ace’s body trembles with anticipation, and his wolf, silent his entire life, stirs to life for the first time. Then he feels it: an overwhelming presence that fills the air, makes his heart race, and stops him in his tracks. A powerful looking but desperate man emerges from the shadows, Ace’s entire being responds. His chest burns, and the mark he always thought was a birthmark begins to glow on his chest, as if it knows the man standing before him. Kieran’s piercing silver eyes hold a mixture of relief and hunger as he steps closer. 'You’re mine,' Kieran murmurs, his voice deep and reverberating with authority and raw desire. Ace doesn’t understand what’s happening, but his body does. Every fiber of his being screams for Kieran, his wolf howling for the connection they were destined to share. When Kieran touches the glowing mark on Ace’s chest, the bond between them explodes into life. Ace feels everything, the undeniable pull, the deep need to belong, and a passion so intense it takes his breath away. The world fades, leaving only Kieran and the primal connection binding them. Kieran's suppressed desires for his mate breaks free from their restrain. He tears their clothes into pieces, pulling Ace closer in his arms as he uncontrollably touches every inch of Ace's body, feeling the satisfaction he has longed for_ for years. He devours Ace's mouth and lips as he thrust into him , every thrust igniting a hotter flame inside their bodies, they both groan and scream at the connection, at the pleasure that flows throw every vein in their bodies. In that heated moment, Kieran claims Ace, sinking his teeth into his neck to mark him as his own. The bite sends a shockwave through Ace’s body, awakening a hunger and power he never knew he possessed. Their souls collide, binding them together in a bond that is both exhilarating and terrifying. ▪▪ But as Ace grapples with his newfound identity as a werewolf and the mate of a powerful alpha, he’s thrust into a world of danger, loyalty, and love so overwhelming it threatens to consume him. Will he accept the destiny that ties him to Kieran, or will the weight of the bond shatter them both?"* ○○●●○ Alpha Kieran had been looking for his mate for nine years, he searched among the she_wolves in his pack and all other packs but never found his expected female mate, only to find out his mate is a male , something he has forbidden in his pack. No matter how much he didn't want to mate with Ace, the pull was way much uncomfortable to him. What is he going to do now that he has found himself in the situation he had forbade others himself.

Victory2023 · LGBT+
4.9
200 Chs

The Ogre Strength Fairy and the Eldest 'Son'

~Updates Daily~ (usually near 8PM ET / 1AM GMT) Single love interest Yuri! No lengthy misunderstandings over this fact~ --- After failing to ascend to the heights of Divinity despite all her preparations, an ancient cultivator finds herself not embracing the emptiness of the void - but the interior warmth of a womb. Her memories intact despite her spirit being a merest fraction of her height - and her trusted Astralism unchanged - she carefully starts over from an infant. How to navigate her family: [really easy with only two parents and an estate full of servants!] How to portray herself: [everyone likes 'sweet' kids and trusts (underestimates) 'weak' girls!] How 'quickly' to reveal the power she gathers: [this region is a 'backwater', let's just take it slow~] How her marriage was arranged before birth: [my parents adore me so at an appropriate time I'll just have it cance- oh?] Dealing with an 'amusing' deceit: ['he' looks worried still, but 'he' doesn't have to worry from me!] Confronting the 'boy' in private: [whatever their iffy plan is, I just obtained a husband-wife~] Even in a new life, | Elua er Goltbred | can't and doesn't *want* to change who she really is. A scheming cultivator. A possessive lover. Neither of those things had been a real hindrance to the Peak of Demi-God. Balancing the two in this life - without driving away the young 'boy' she decided would be hers - centers as much around helping | Qatrand er Yecine | find herself... as it is hoping to ease the fiance into how messed up the 'younger' girl honestly is. It's a good thing that the reborn cultivator can improvise with her ridiculous control of an Illusion Astralism - because plans fail and unexpected things happen when you're not *really* a genius. Like her Physique in this life allowing the lightest 'grip' to crack stone... | Qat | (the nickname picked almost instantly!) despite being a little stunted by her family environment early on, finds her future wife to be 'cute' on their first meeting. ... she really shouldn't have let on. It made her | El | kind of vain. Oh, and muscles. | Elua | : I just like looking at them, okay!? Is it so weird? People can have hobbies... - - - > Types of Cultivation // Spiritual (Soul), Physical (Body), Essence (Qi) > Aspect Trinity // Astralism, Physique, Element 'Ranks' Initial - Early, Mid, Late Lower Realms // Enchanter, Primalist, Breacher Upper Realms // Defier, Demi-god, Divinity - Echelons (First -> Seventh[Peak]) - - - Other Tags: #GL #Slice of Life #Comedy #TheStrongActingWeak #ChildhoodSweethearts (It counts!) Cover Art: AI Text Prompt Generation + title (etc.) added with an image editor. I also tend to do other 'fixes' in post! Potential trigger warnings: > A reincarnator MC that gets a little 'thirsty' a little 'young' but tries to 'keep her own pants on' until the proper age. > A toxic family environment willing to force an unloved child into the role of a crossdresser. A child that grew more than okay with it. > 'Pretty Good Dad' intentionally 'picked on' by his 'sweet daughter' for being a relatively 'minor obstacle'. Seriously, you were warned, average fathers with teenagers. Do not engage your trauma.

Seraphelki · LGBT+
Peringkat tidak cukup
375 Chs

The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

[COMPLETE || WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 21+ // Watch Me Burn Them For You] "And if someday you see me, remember to forget my name, or karma will bow." **** For Awuor’s power, her people had done the unthinkable, in the history of werewolves. Her beta and brother, Dom, murdered their mother, the Sicario luna and blamed it on Awuor. In his grief, her father didn't bother to try and find out the truth, instead, for murdering her mother, he gave his daughter the worst punishment any alpha could ever get. He banished her from home, but Awuor’s wasn’t the usual banishment. Her father neither stripped her of the alpha title, nor did he make her a rogue. Instead, Alpha Sicario forced Awuor to be an exiled alpha, a woman so powerful, but with no one to rule over. Her mate, Jer, a power-hungry bastard, stepped up to rule the Sicario pack, since Awuor, the reigning alpha, was away, and Jer never once sought her out. Just like everyone else, he had betrayed her when he claimed a different woman, without rejecting Awuor. As the gates of Sicario closed on her, as her people watched her in disgust and disappointment, the daughter of Sicario had just one thought. A PROMISE of destruction & vengeance; she would ruin them all. *** [EXCERPT] "Either you're from the Dawson pack, the Bluemoon pack, or the Sicario pack, because you're definitely not from our Greyson pack. You must have done something really stupid for your alphas to banish you, even though you have no scent of the ferals. "So that could mean you're not a feral, but you're certainly not that important to your people. You seem to have an attitude and reek of power, that's why you don't appreciate anyone talking to you like a regular wolf. "But all of that doesn't matter right now, because you are the unwanted little wolf. The girl without a home, the rejected wolf who can't be claimed by anyone else. You're dressed in banana leaves because you have no clue how to make proper clothing on your own. "— or even check the feral cloth reservoir on the west of this forest. The fact that you have stayed so close to the other three packs is because you don't want to be away from home and are somehow hoping that they'd want you back. "Allow me to spell it out for you and make it easier for your probably useless brain to understand, little wolf, no one wants you. I'm only taking you to my alpha because your presence here is a nuisance to us, and for some reason, the alpha is interested in you. "And before you get any ideas about mates and whatnot, our alpha is already mated. So will you get up on your own, or do we have to take you stripped? Because I for one have no problem doing that. We could just treat you like the rogue that you're not," Adolf said to Awuor who still had her angry smirk on.

she_osprey · LGBT+
5.0
600 Chs

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