harrys1994



Recent works

Recent bookmarks

  1. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    Shane Hollander works at a coffee shop, plays hockey, keeps his head down, and doesn’t ask questions he doesn’t need the answers to.

    So when a new regular starts showing up—quiet, watchful, Russian-accented, and conducting invitation-only meetings in the back—Shane notices. When that same man takes an unsettling interest in Shane’s closing shifts, his routines, and his safety, Shane does what feels sensible: he adjusts his behavior and keeps his mouth shut.

    Ilya Rozanov orders an Americano. He reads, but only in Russian. He worries when people work late alone.

    They are operating with very different definitions of danger.

    If he didn’t ask questions, he couldn’t be lied to.

    The rules were simple.

    1. Do not ask questions you don’t need the answer to.
    2. Do not share personal information freely.
    3. Do not be alone with Ilya Rozanov.
    4. Do not give him a reason to think you’re afraid.

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    71,769
    Chapters:
    10/10
    Collections:
    2
    Comments:
    1,496
    Kudos:
    7,443
    Bookmarks:
    2,559
    Hits:
    199,424

    05 May 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    is ilya mob? :o

  2. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    "And they, well. They brought in an omega specialist?”

    “Specialist?” Ilya asked, his tone wary. The word sounded uncomfortable in his mouth, so Shane tried to fill in the gaps.

    “A doctor. For omegas.”

    That threw Rozanov off for a second. “But you are not omega?”

    Shane scrunched up his face, creasing the skin on his forehead and around his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he dropped the first of his two bombs. “No, Rozanov. I am. I’m an omega.”

    He heard the Russian hum on the other side, considering this. “Makes sense. Is why you are so pretty. And why you have such nice ass.”

    Shane’s ears burned. “Shut up, stop talking about my ass.”

    “But I can still talk about how pretty you are, yes?”

    _________

    hellooooooo i am back and i am writing the alpha/omega fanfic of my dreams!!! do not wake me im exactly where i wanna be!!! aka a fuck or die where shane is on suppressants for far too long and calls ilya for help with his terrible horrible awful no good impending heat - but the circumstances and the yearning are magnified by like a billion times <3 yay!

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    64,401
    Chapters:
    10/?
    Comments:
    418
    Kudos:
    3,286
    Bookmarks:
    1,131
    Hits:
    82,646

    04 May 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    unfinished

  3. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    Ilya is immediately intrigued by his team's hot new massage therapist. He thinks he probably just wants to sleep with him, but the more he gets to know him, the more he fears he may actually want something real.

    Meanwhile, Shane has just landed his dream job and has no interest in crossing any professional boundaries, no matter how much their star player might make him want to.

    Featuring famous!Ilya who's at the height of his career and is tired of the playboy lifestyle, and professional!Shane who's far too busy achieving his goals to worry about his heart.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    29,104
    Chapters:
    20/20
    Comments:
    290
    Kudos:
    1,909
    Bookmarks:
    451
    Hits:
    34,212

    03 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark *

    Words:
    50,559
    Works:
    8
    Bookmarks:
    659

    27 Apr 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Dimaaaa

  5. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    He moves, his hands steady, counting the measures as he pours. One-two-three, one-two-three. Ice sings against glass - liquid swirls in a chaotic, beautiful vortex. The world narrows mercifully to the simple logic of weight and movement, physics that he can control. For a few blessed seconds, the memories pressing against the back of his skull recede, and there is no phantom bite of ice under his skates, no roar of a stadium crowd worshipping a god that no longer exists.

    Just this.

    He slides the drinks down the bar with a practiced flick, flashes that curated smile again, feels the brief, shallow surge of satisfaction when one of them says, “Keep the change,” and tosses an extra bill into the tip jar. Small victories. Small comforts.

    Shane has learned to survive on crumbs.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    97,485
    Chapters:
    10/15
    Comments:
    974
    Kudos:
    2,243
    Bookmarks:
    1,236
    Hits:
    68,501

    26 Apr 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    mafia