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This was a good single chapter story! I miss KinnPorsche. I watch it off and on. 💜💜💜

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: KinnPorsche: The Series (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Porsche Pachara Kittisawat/Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun Characters: Porsche Pachara Kittisawat, Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun, Porchay Pichaya Kittisawat, Khun Tankhun Theerapanyakun, Mama Theerapanyakul, Big (KinnPorsche: The Series), Korn Theerapanyakun Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alternate Universe, Alpha Porsche Pachara Kittisawat, Alpha Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun, Scenting, Pack Dynamics, Brotherly Love, It’s got both Porsche and Chay in it so of course that’s there, feral Alpha, Feral Behavior, Porsche and Chay start a business, It goes surprisingly well, Dynamic Therapy, Is that a thing, i’m making it a thing, Porsche as an alpha tamer, Mama Theerapanyakul is thinking about keeping Chay, Protective Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun, Possessive Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun, Explicit Sexual Content, Dirty Talk, Kinn’s canon big dick, Power Dynamics, Frottage, Bad Flirting, Let’s be honest neither Kinn nor Porsche really have moves Summary:

Porsche takes a deep breath and then lets it and his scent out, his pheromones swirling through the unknown alphas, soothing ruffled instincts. This is part of what makes Porsche so good at his job. His scent is like metaphorical catnip to other alphas, a quirk that had not been the most enjoyable in high school.

The growls and hisses in the room quiet down, and Porsche wonders if the situation is really as bad as he was told.

A loud bang has him jumping back, putting his back to the far wall as his heart thumps wildly. A snarl follows it, making all the hairs on Porsche’s arms stand up. Oh fuck. He fights down the terror that the noise fills him with and forces his legs to move, backing down the hall.

His guide is still there, staring at him with eyes wide with shock.

“Okay, that’s a really bad case,” Porsche admits.

“I can’t tell if you’re a moron or the bravest person I’ve ever met.”

Porsche turns to the other man and smiles, “Bit of both if I’m honest.”

Reciprocal Synergy (1) - Hierarchy

Status: Ongoing series

Chapter number: 1 of unknown

Word count for Chapter: 1,853 

Work count for Story: 1,853 

Genre: Omegaverse Au based off KinnPorsche: Thai BL Drama

A little about the author: I am a mother of two beautiful children, one of whom has special needs, and the other loves everyone. I started a Patreon, and I would be grateful if you donated to help me make ends meet while I am out of work.

This is the very first story I wrote. I posted it here in July 2023, but I have now edited it and finally decided to add it to my library. I hope you enjoy it. I only have two chapters written so far, but I may get back into it... once I am healed up from my hospitalization and almost dying at the start of August 2024.

Each chapter starts with a definition. (thought it would be cool) 💜💜💜

Warnings: NOT BETA READ!! This chapter does have guns, violence, Alpha, and motorcycles.

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hi·er·ar·chy

/ˈhī(ə)ˌrärkē/

noun

A system or organization in which people or groups are ranked one above the other according to status or authority.

It is everywhere and in everything.  

From birth, children are subject to their elders; in schooling, students are subject to teachers who are subject to administration.  

At work, new hires are the bottom man on the totem pole, followed by the leads or supervisors, and above them are managers and directors; then, at the top, you have CEOs and owners.  

Everyone on the planet should abide by all variations of hierarchies.  

However, an internal hierarchy also comes into play when humans are between 15 and 18 years old and present as Alpha, Beta, or Omega. This would tip the scales and disrupt everyone's checks and balances of other hierarchies in play.  

Luckily, times have progressed, and there have been rights movements, laws put in place, and general manners taught to all.  Now, Omegas can hold positions of power, and Alphas can be the homemaker of the family.  Still, they rarely do as it is in their nature to act accordingly and submit appropriately.  

Then you have the scarce and highly respected ones that remain human and never present. They are seen as gemstones or purity markers and are coveted, not in a good way.

That is where you will find my name, Anikinn Theerapanyakun, in the books.  Next to it, Gender class: N/A Human.  Status: Second Child of the Main family, named Heir to the family business.

Once it was clear that my Elder brother, Thankhun—Beta, was not of sound mind after being kidnapped, and my youngest brother, Kimhandt—Alpha, left the family to follow a music career, I was the best and only choice to take over as the leader of the strongest Mafia in Thailand. 

When I never presented a second gender, it was seen by many as a sign that one so rare should be the one to take over. 

One would think that the transition would have been smooth and accepted, but that hardly happens in my world. 

To prove that I was the best choice, aside from my sub-gender rarity, I efficiently managed to turn a higher profit from our “trades” than my father had during his entire reign. This earned respect from many of those who served the family. The ones who didn’t show their proper respect were given reasons to fear disrespecting me as the new Head of the family.  

Some attempted to tell me that I needed to be protected by someone with the sub-gender of an Alpha. Both Alpha men and women came begging my father to mate me off just because I was only a human.  

It didn’t stop there. 

We even got a few offers to mating from the desperate Omega who sought to make a name for themselves as bagging one of Thailand’s top 10 most eligible bachelors. 

I have been burned once, a long time ago, by someone who wanted to mate with me… someone I almost gave my heart and soul to. 

However, there is still unrest among some of the leading mafia families in and around Thailand, and taking a mate would be used against me. So I don’t, trying to avoid any more weakness in my image.  I'm not saying that I don’t dabble in the pretty boy now and again, but nothing committed, always paid for, and no kissing is ever allowed. 

“Damn Italians!  Always trying to show that they only follow my Alphahole of a father!”

“Khun Kinn, we need to get you out of here,” Big, my head of security detail, yells at me over the gunfire and motorcycle engines as we run down the alleyway.  

Ducking, shooting back, trying not to fall, and not knowing where we are going or where the hell my security team is. 

“Ahh!!” Big screams, gripping his arm, “Go on, Khun Kinn.  I will try to hold them off here.  Pete says they are close.  Keep your phone on you, Khun Kinn.  Don’t worry, Arm will trace it, and I will always find you, Boss.” 

Big directs me as the bullets stop flying for a few moments and then shoves me down an alleyway filled with neon lights, smelling of piss, vomit, and booze. 

I trust my team as much as allowed in my world and take off looking for any entrance—the need to get inside without being seen becomes my driving force. 

Why is every street filled with people, dark, and seemingly without a way out?

I look down another alleyway, and I hear music playing!!  Thank God there must be a club or bar nearby, which means they will have a loading dock or patio where I can get in.

Following the music, I hear the shouts and pounding feet behind me, catching up.

Suddenly, the narrow alleyway opens to precisely what I thought it would be: a loading area, but it's not empty.  Even with death following behind me, my breath catches at the sight of a gorgeous, well-toned man leaning against the wall smoking. 

“I need your help!”

The man was startled at my demand as my pursuers busted through the alleyway behind me. 

Quickly, I made my way to stand next to the man, “Aren’t you going to help me?”

After taking a quick glance at the low-life thugs that are squaring off with us and a cursory head-to-toe spine-tingling look at me, the man smiles cheekily and simply says, “$50,000.”

“Excuse me?!?”

“You want my help?  It's gonna cost $50K.  Take it or leave it,” the man states over his shoulder as he puts out his smoke, rolls his defined shoulders, and cracks his neck.  “Do we have a deal?”

“Deal.” 

That is when the world just slowed down.

Without breaking a sweat, the man lays out all three of my pursuers, then smiles at me and bares his elongated K-9s.  

This man is an Alpha, and I just received protection with a price.

I hope he sticks to the money and is not hoping for anything more because I am not an Omega and will not bow down to another Alphahole. 

Slowly, albeit smugly, he walks up to me.  

He is getting ready to say something, but a flash of silver over his shoulder pulls my attention behind him, where one of the thugs struggling to stand is getting prepared to shoot him.  Without any thought, just instinct, I pull the man towards me and cover him.  

A deep, rumbling growl emits from the man I am now hunched over protecting.  

Why the hell am I protecting him now?  

He is the one getting paid to protect me from this shit.

Before another thought can form, the man tugs on my arm and pulls me through what I assume is a bar and out the front.  He hops on an older, slightly beat-up motorcycle.  

All I can do is stare.  

Why is that so hot-looking right now?  

I am trying not to get shot, and here I am, trying not to drool at the sight of a slightly sweaty unknown Alpha with well-toned muscles, tight black pants, and straddling a cheap-ass motorcycle.

BANG BANG

“Fuck, dude!  Get on!” The man yells at me again with a bit of a growl in his voice and starts the motorcycle up.  

Quickly following his orders, for nooooo reason other than to save my ass, I hop on his bike, and off we go.  The sudden jerk of the motorcycle startles me, and I grab onto the man's waist to avoid falling off.  Zig-zagging through traffic, time passes, and the speed slows down, but my grip on the man stays the same.  

Who can blame me, right?  

He is a friendly, solid, warm, burning wood-scented man driving, and I am a passenger.  

If anyone asks, it was for safety reasons.

Once we knew the coast was clear and we were no longer in danger, the man pulled into a filling station, and I got off.

“Thank you for your help.” 

I tell him while attempting to collect some resemblance of decorum with “windblown hair” and an “after being chased” disheveled suit.  

Silence.  

No, you are welcome, or no problem… just silence.  

Looking up, I see the Alpha look at me with piercing eyes, as if he expects me to pull a stunt or KowTow.  

“What is your name?  I need to know for the gift baskets,” I ask, which only gets me a smirk as he slowly stands up and walks toward me, still his gaze unyielding. 

“$50,000.”

“Oh that is right.  I do not carry a wallet on me.  Give me your name and phone number so I can wire it to you?”

“Oh yes, here you go.  I will surely give a man I do not know, who has no scent, and who used me to avoid being killed my number so that his henchmen can come to find me and silence me in my sleep.  I think not.” He smugly and growly informs me, placing his hands on his hips.  

The only thought passing through my mind is ‘I wonder how his hips would feel in my hands or his hand holding my hips instead.”

While I am blatantly staring at said man's hips, he steps close enough to me that a warm puff of air smelling of burning wood, like a fireplace, is blown on my face without me noticing.  

Snapping out of my what can only be explained as a temporary loss of consciousness and not horny teenage-like daydreams, I now realize the Alpha is so close a deep, quick breath would be all it would take to… 

DAMN IT, KINN!  

Think with your brain and not your balls.  

Sneering at the closeness in proximity and taking a step back, the man takes me in one more time.  Running his tongue along his teeth, his eyes light up, and with speed only Alphas possess, he has my left arm in his hand and is grabbing my watch. 

“This will do.  I'm sure it's worth enough.  You can borrow money for a pay phone.” Stepping back, the Alpha mounts the motorcycle, slips on the watch, and starts the engine up. 

Before I knew it, a panic started to make a pit in my stomach. 

He is leaving!  

He can’t go!  

“Wait!” I yell, startling him, “I never got your name.  So I can pray for blessings upon you for helping me?” I question, taking a step forward, praying that Arm and Big arrive before he leaves.

After a sideways glance and a fake smile, "Jom, my name is Jom,” he says as he rides off. 

Arm, my tech geek bodyguard, is talented, but I hope he is good enough to find this Alpha Jom.  He has my favorite watch, and I should give him the money out of proper etiquette, but the pit in my hand just doubled in size at the thought of never finding him again.  

I swear it is just about good business and nothing more… is nothing more… it shouldn’t be anything more... Right?

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Reciprocal Synergy (2) - Enigma

Status: Ongoing series

Chapter number: 2 of unknown

Word count for Chapter: 2,393

Work count for Story: 4,246

Genre: Omegaverse Au based off KinnPorsche: Thai BL Drama

A little about the author: I am a mother of two beautiful children, one of whom has special needs, and the other loves everyone. I started a Patreon, and I would be grateful if you donated to help me make ends meet while I am out of work.

This is the very first story I wrote. I posted it here in July 2023, but I have now edited it and finally decided to add it to my library. I hope you enjoy it. I only have two chapters written so far, but I may get back into it... once I am healed up from my hospitalization and almost dying at the start of August 2024.

Each chapter starts with a definition. (thought it would be cool) 💜💜💜

Warnings: NOT BETA READ!! This chapter does have guns, violence, Alpha, and motorcycles.

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E·nig·ma

/I’nigMuh/

noun

a person or thing that is mysterious, puzzling, or difficult to understand.

“I saw the video from the alleyway,” my father informed me while sipping his tea and looking over the gardens. “You trusted, asked for protection, and gave protection to a stranger. Wait… not just a stranger but an Alpha stranger. Now, you have Arm looking for him to give this Alpha stranger money you promised after he stole your watch, which is worth more than triple what was agreed upon.”

I knew all of this already, but my father…oh, my father loved to point out every flaw that he could just to show his displeasure in the turn of events. Couldn’t he at least be happy that I was trying to correct it discreetly?

“Tell me, Anikinn, what is the point of wasting resources?” With the last question, my father looked me square in the eye, the challenge simmering just beneath the surface.

“I want to uphold our honour, Pa. We never go back on a deal and who knows, he may still have the watch.”  My father nodded his head slightly, always the ever-present helicopter parent.

“Fine. Find this Alpha stranger, and pay him the agreed rate, but then you must get him to work for us. It seems he is a strong Alpha, and it is always good to have someone like him on our payroll.” My father breathed as if to say more, then stopped to take another sip of tea, seemingly to maul over a thought before stating, “Not only will he work for the family, but he will also work for you.” 

The challenge had been given. 

I may have been getting the family’s business partners to accept me in my new position. Still, I need not forget that by codes, I cannot take over fully until I have proved myself to the current head of the family, my father. 

“Understood, Pa. I don’t know if he will, but I will find a way.” I reluctantly agreed, standing to take my leave. I give a slight bow to my father, which he ignores. 

I walk out of my father's balcony and into the hall, only to be greeted by Arm with a tablet. “What is it, Arm? Did you find Jom?”

With a hasty bow and handing over the tablet, I see first a picture of some other, not good-looking male Beta named Jom, who works as a bartender at Hum Bar. 

“Who is this, Arm? You saw the footage from the alleyway. This is not the right man. He is a beta on top of it all.” I glare at Arm, who is avoiding looking at me.

“Yes, Khun Kinn, this is the only Jom that works or lives in a 15-mile radius of where you were assisted in escaping, Hum Bar. Please look at the second dossier.” He quickly states as he clicks on a different document on my tablet. 

My breath catches slightly at the picture of the Alpha stranger. 

It is only from the chest up, and he is dressed in a white, thin, and sheer sleeveless shirt failing to cover his chest, brass buttons, and a Chinese high collar. His ears are covered in a tasteful amount of brass chains. His smiling lips are covered in the same earthy brass color shimmering in the light. His eyes are done with a slight smokey shadow, which brings out the deep yellow amber of his Alpha shining through. Finally, his hair is artfully styled with white highlights striking against his deep brown natural hair color. 

Name: Porsche Gender class: Alpha (potentially Feral) Status: Bartender at Hum Bar Siblings: Porchay Gender class: Not yet presented.

Next to this one is an equally devastating photograph that seems to be of a completely different person, yet with the same amber eyes and face sneering back. 

There is no makeup, artsy hair, or see-through shirt this time. 

The photo is just him, again from the waist up but gleaming in sweat, muscles tense, taking a classic martial arts stance. The only mark on this photo is a busted lip. 

Taking a deep breath and clearing my throat, I read the dossier. 

Name: The Phoenix Gender Class: Feral Alpha Status: Former Taekwondo National Champion and current underground fighting headline contender Status: $7.8 Billion in debt collector unknown.

If I thought my breath caught on the white photo, then my breath left me with this one.

Who is he, really? 

The Phoenix or Porsche… maybe he is both.

“I want you, Pete, Big, and Ken. Then anyone else would fit in for this venue for recon. Where is he tonight? Bar or ring? I need to pay a debt and collect a life.”

“Ring, Khun Kinn, at the old condemned swimming stadium. He is headlining tonight and is up against some heavy hitters. Seems he is past due on his payment and was added to the roster for tonight while you were speaking with Khun Korn,” Arm states, taking back the tablet and tapping on the screen. 

The guards are undoubtedly being notified of their new assignment for tonight. Within moments, a loud screech is heard from the floor above.

Hanging my head, I glance at Arm, “Khun No is not having a good day I take it?”

“Well, he set up a marathon of Tale of the Nine-Tailed Fox for Pete, Pol, and myself to watch with him, and now it will only be Khun No and Pol, Khun Kinn.” Arm timidly says. 

Since he was kidnapped, my elder brother, Thankhun, has been unique. He lives his life through his dramas. His personal guard consists of Pete, Arm, and Pol. 

He will tell you that he does not trust anyone other than his family, which is not always accurate. If he didn't trust them, he wouldn’t be so dramatic when his “useless” guards get into different rotations. 

“Fine, take yourself off the list. I will have Tay and Time join me as it is in Tay’s boundary. That should be enough to make an impression and get what is needed.”

The fight does not start until late evening, and the headlining match, where The Phoenix is rostered, won't start until midnight.

That gives us time to find additional information about the venue and the other fighters. The venues are picked and announced on the same day of the fight, which does not allow any fighters to gain the upper hand or hide anything to aid them in the ring. 

However, it will take a little longer to find out who is rolling out the cash for these fights. Since the fights are being held within Tay’s boundaries, it won’t be someone out of reach. 

Then again, for the Theerapanyakun family, nothing was out of reach.

Pulling up the parking lot, the venue is a 5-minute walk to the south. The sounds of a live DJ start flowing through the air, and the lack of mixed scents on the wind with the undercurrent of peaches let us all know that they must have hired a decently large Omega Den to help keep the crowd in check. 

Omegas have a unique ability to release a calming pheromone in the air that calms everyone. It is one of the reasons why I had Pete placed on the team tonight. His scent is more like apple pie and ice cream and decently strong. 

He always comes in handy when getting answers with minimal bloodshed or calming down Khun No when his panic attacks kick up. 

Big, Mew, Beam, and Mok are all Betas. 

Tay and Time are Alphas and a mate-bonded pair. 

However, with how pretty and delicate Tay looks, you would think he was a “high-class Omega baby,” which tends to be everyone’s, sometimes fatal, mistake when dealing with Tay and Time.  

Tonight Tay is laying it on thick in an all-white suit with a thigh-high layered slit which only shows when he walks… well, more like sashays around flashing some skin. His white high-waisted jacket only closes with a single silver button, and he wears a silver lace bodice. His hair is teased up and back with silver highlights, tasteful silver and glitter dusting around his eyes, and glossy lips that would make anyone want to have a taste. 

On the contrary, Time is dressed in a deep blue suit typical for any businessman with silver accents with his watch, pocket square, and chain necklace. 

They match, but not overly so.

They have been a couple for several years now. Still, it always amazes me how well Tay puts up with Times roaming eyes and rushing fingers, but who am I to judge a mate-bonded pair. They are hard to find and rare when they are the same gender. 

I played it down tonight. I am simply dressed in tan suit pants, black penny loafers, and a black dress shirt open to mid-chest without makeup or jewelry, aside from the family ring. 

That ring is my key to everything and anything or anyone. 

It never comes off, and it never will. 

The team has opted to dress more for the outing than to be spotted as security, dressed in jeans, t-shirts, hoodies, and the like.  Everyone has been given orders to drop the formalities for the night and play as if we are all old acquaintances or work buddies when they need to come and impart any information or take direction. 

The closer we get to the venue, the louder the music plays, the stronger the scents toxify the air, and the energy of the ring creeps across your skin. 

A quick look at the team and a few of them split off in pairs, jogging through the crowd. Others hang back but never lose sight of Tay, Time, and myself. 

Looking around, the crowd is a mix of mid-game players and bottom feeders, and there is no one high-end like the three of us; so much for effortlessly blending in. 

“A’Kinn, why are we here again. This is NOT your usual scene,” asks Time, looking around with a slightly disgusted look and clinging a little tighter to Tay.

“I have a debt to settle with someone, one of the fighters, but he won’t be on til a bit later. For now, try to enjoy your beautiful date tonight. I am sure Tay will have many eyes on him.” I say while showing my heated gaze, enjoying Tay's view from his heeled shoes to the smoky silver eyes.

“Oh Kinn! You are such a tease,” Tay preens under my gaze, a slight blush dusting his cheeks. “You always know what to say to make someone feel wanted and know the work they put in to look nice pays off. If others learn the same thing, the world may not be so insecure.”

“Come on, babe, you know you look good. You always look good. Can’t you see it when I look at you too?” Time whines while burying his nose into Tay’s neck, scenting him along his mating bite and causing a small gasp to escape Tay’s lips.

“Fine, yes I can see it but sometimes words also help.”

I just shake my head. 

I never understood the point of bonds and mates.

My father always acted as if being a mate-bonded pair was the end of the world because they could make you weak and give your enemies a target with neon flashing lights how to bring you to your knees. In fact, my brothers and I are pretty sure that our mom and dad were in an arranged marriage and that mom died because she found her bonded mate and father had him murdered. After all, it would make him look weak to lose her as a wife to someone else, bond or not. 

“Hey Booouuudy.” I roll my eyes as I look at Mok, the newest bodyguard on the team. He almost slipped up calling me boss, but it was a decent save.

“Oh hey, Nong Mok, what are you doing here? Don’t you work tomorrow?” I asked to keep up the preset relationship roles assigned when everyone was briefed on the way over.

“Yeah but I switched the afternoon shift with P’Tank because I didn’t want to miss out on the Special Event tonight. Its not everyday that the main match is six to one.”  Giving Mok a slight tilt, I process what I was just told. 

Special event, six verse one, and who is Tank?

“You mean it's a gang-up on one guy?!” Time interjects, “What did that one guy do to earn such a match?”

“Word has it that Jay set this up. Apparently, the poor sap of a guy is behind on some payments, and this is how he is to catch up. The deadman’s name is ‘The Phoenix’. The dudes he is up against look like they have more than enough muscle to put down anyone here,” Mok offers, glancing around, looking like he is bored with the conversation but is really just doing safety checks.

“You mean to tell me it is one Alpha against 6 others? Are they all Alphas too, or is it a mix?” I ask, trying to keep the pit of worry and concern that has now formed in my stomach from leaking into my voice.

“Well, the match has been named ‘All-out Alpha.’ So, I am sure you can guess the answer to that question, bud. I would love to chat, but I see an old college hottie. Peace out!” Mok says as he starts to jog over to Beam, who looks stiff and cannot find a way to relax and blend in. Hopefully, Mok can get Beam to chill, or people will start to wonder.

“Umm... A’Kinn. If Phoenix is against six other Alphas, this isn’t a match. Is it a cover-up for a reminder or a beatdown, and why do I feel it's Phoenix that you owe a debt to?  Could it be because your face paled just a hint when Mok said his name?” 

Damn, Tay.

He has been my friend since primary school, and almost nothing gets by him. However, he is not wrong with anything he says. 

I am here for Phoenix. 

I owe him a debt, and we may have just got front-row seats to his murder.

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Hello, and welcome to the Reciprocal Synergy Master List! The Taglist for this story is currently open.

This is the very first story I wrote.

I posted it here in July 2023, but I have now edited it and finally decided to add it to my library.

I hope you enjoy it. I have only written two chapters so far, but I may get back into it once I am healed up from my hospitalization and almost dying at the beginning of August 2024.

As always, my Patreon membership holders will be able to help me with the direction of this story along with others. They can also submit Character Asks, Situational prompts, Exclusive Smut or additional scenes, and such.

(They may even help decide if this will become a y/n story too?!?!)

Each chapter starts with a definition. (I thought it would be cool)

This story is set in the Omegaverse. It is based on the Thai BL Drama KinnPorsche.

There are Alphas, Betas, Omegas, and the rare single-gendered human. Kinn is a rare breed and the only human in the Mafia family for five generations. But what if he wasn't?

Chapter 1 - Hierarchy

Kinn, attempting not to be murdered by the Italians, stumbles across someone to help, but who the help is... may complicate things.

Chapter 2 - Enigma

Who is that Alpha stranger, and why does it seem like Kinn won't be waiting too long to have a bit of chaos in his life?

Chapter 3 - Subconsciously

Kinn finds that some best-laid plans don't happen in a few short hours, especially since when the Omega Y/n comes around.

Chapter 4 - Fortune TEASER (FULL CHAPTER ON PATREON)

Can Kinn find a way out without the underground fighting arena becoming a blood bath?

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I am slowly writing for American Mate and Reciprocal Synergy.

I am writing for Reciprocal Synergy only because I forgot about almost a whole third chapter.

It just needs a tweak here and there, and then I can publish it for you guys!

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Should I make it a y/n story?

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Reciprocal Synergy (3) - Subconciously (TEASER)

Status: Ongoing series

Chapter number: 3 of unknown

Word count for Chapter: 2,249

Work count for Story: 6,495

Genre: Omegaverse Au based off KinnPorsche: Thai BL Drama

A little about the author: I am a mother of two beautiful children, one of whom has special needs, and the other loves everyone. I started a Patreon, and I would be grateful if you donated to help me make ends meet while I am out of work.

Each chapter starts with a definition.

Warnings: NOT BETA READ!! This chapter does have mentions of sex work and significant healing wounds/new scarring.

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As we made our way around the venue, we noticed that there were just too many people for the number of Omegas present. 

Looking back at Pete and motioned him closer. “Have the team on high alert. If this really comes to a beat down with a Feral Alpha, then this amount of Omegas will not keep this crowd under control. Maybe call in P’Ann’s den to be on standby.  I don’t feel like running again.”

Pete nods, “You got it P’Kinn. Arm already has P’Ann on standby after we gave him the preliminary ratio A to O and what the main match was about. They should be here before the final match. She was apparently invited to work it but turned it down, but now she wants to see what the main event is all about.”  

This is why Arm is second in command under P’Chan, though P’Chan works mainly with my father. He knows how to plan ahead and makes things easier for the family. 

Nodding to Pete, he steps back and blends into the crowd again. Continuing our meanderings around the venue, nodding pleasantries at the other attendants, we are greeted by a dainty Omega with a lovely scent of maple.

“Hello Sirs. I am Nong Y/n,” you introduce yourself with a low bow. Waving off from Y/n bowing, her eyes widened as she took notice of my ring. 

Shooting straight up, Y/n looks at me, then Tay and Time, and bows again. “It is an honour to have you here with us tonight, Khun Theerapanyakun. Might I escort your group to the VIP section? It will have the best view of the events tonight, and it will be less crowded.” 

Y/n asks while her maple scent wavers with a bit of caramel, noting that she is nervous about having approached us without knowing who we are. 

Interestingly enough, Y/n does not try to enhance her maple scent to be coy and flirtatious with us. 

It is a breath of fresh air, to be honest. 

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Reciprocal Synergy (3) - Subconsciously

Status: Ongoing series

Chapter number: 3 of unknown

Word count for Chapter: 2,249

Work count for Story: 6,495

Genre: Omegaverse Au based off KinnPorsche: Thai BL Drama

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/səbˈkänSHəslē/

Noun

in a way that is influenced by the part of the mind of which one is not fully aware

As we made our way around the venue, we noticed that there were just too many people for the number of Omegas present. 

Looking back at Pete and motioned him closer. “Have the team on high alert. If this really comes to a beat down with a Feral Alpha, then this amount of Omegas will not keep this crowd under control. Maybe call in P’Ann’s den to be on standby.  I don’t feel like running again.”

Pete nods, “You got it P’Kinn. Arm already has P’Ann on standby after we gave him the preliminary ratio A to O and what the main match was about. They should be here before the final match. She was apparently invited to work it but turned it down, but now she wants to see what the main event is all about.”  

This is why Arm is second in command under P’Chan, though P’Chan works mainly with my father. He knows how to plan ahead and makes things easier for the family. 

Nodding to Pete, he steps back and blends into the crowd again. Continuing our meanderings around the venue, nodding pleasantries at the other attendants, we are greeted by a dainty Omega with a lovely scent of maple.

“Hello Sirs. I am Nong Y/n,” you introduce yourself with a low bow. Waving off from Y/n bowing, her eyes widened as she took notice of my ring. 

Shooting straight up, Y/n looks at me, then Tay and Time, and bows again. “It is an honour to have you here with us tonight, Khun Theerapanyakun. Might I escort your group to the VIP section? It will have the best view of the events tonight, and it will be less crowded.” 

Y/n asks while her maple scent wavers with a bit of caramel, noting that she is nervous about having approached us without knowing who we are. 

Interestingly enough, Y/n does not try to enhance her maple scent to be coy and flirtatious with us. 

It is a breath of fresh air, to be honest. 

“Hello, N’Y/n. We will follow you, but only if you accompany us in the VIP Section,” I ask with a small smile, hiding my annoyance for already being found out. 

It’s not normal for an unmated Omega to not try to flirt with me right away.

However, Y/n’s nervousness makes me wonder if she will continue to be honest and if we can get information from her.

“Such a lovely Omega as yourself would be pleasant to have around tonight, and I am sure you can help me with any questions I have. This is my first time coming to an event like this, and I may need some… guidance.  Will you do that for me?”

I slowly morphed my small smile into one that could suggest many things but promised nothing. Y/n’s eyes take in my smile and relaxed demeanor, then flitted back to Tay and Time, who, I am sure, have sultry looks on their faces. Blushing slightly, the caramel hint slowly melted away as Y/n answered, “I would have to inform my Den Leader and Khun Jay that I am being asked for.  If they accept, then I would be more than happy to assist you this evening. I do not think they will have any qualms about your request, Khun. If you follow me, please, I will take you to the VIP section, as Miss and Khun are also there.” 

Y/n bows again before turning around and walking towards a staircase that led up to an office-looking area of the venue, which I am sure was an aquatic center. The pool became the fighting ring, and the VIP section became the announcing section. The inside of the booth was a step up from the crowded masses below.

Before heading inside, I quickly signal Pete and Big to sweep the box office. Once they come out and let us know with a nod that it is clear to enter, Pete accompanies us inside while Big stands guard at the door. This will provide protection and alert the rest of the team of how the situation has changed.

“Well, well, well. What do we owe the presents of three respectable guests such as yourselves, Khun Kinn, Khun Time, and the lovely Khun Tay?” a masculine voice asks as we enter the box. 

It comes from a short man who looks like a greaser from an old-time American gangster movie from the 1980s and smells like an ashtray to boot: “I am Jay, organizer of tonight's events. I see you met the lovely N’Y/n. She is one of Miss Sha’s den.” 

He waives Y/n off without so much as looking at her. 

Y/n glances at me with a look that I do not quite understand. Still, she respectfully bowed to Jay and sat at the feet of another older Omega, who could only be Miss Sha. 

What concerned me was how Y/n’s head remained down, and her scent was almost completely withdrawn. 

Looking over my shoulder at Tay, I smelt the slightest change in his scent when he made eye contact with me and then returned his focus to Y/n.

“N’Y/n has been very kind to us, and I have requested that she become our personal escort for the night. I am sure there will not be any problems in making this change,” I firmly state while observing the younger Omega.

“Khun Kinn, I am pleased to hear N’Y/n has been kind but I assure you that I have other, younger and more enticing Omegas for you to choose from,” Miss Sha replies, her hand resting on Y/n’s shoulder.

At her words, the pair of Omegas sitting behind her moved forward. Twins, male and female, both smell overly sweet, making me want to gag.

I look at Miss Sha and take her possessive stance over the other. Nails were slightly starting to dig into Y/n’s shoulder, Miss Sha’s body pitched forward slightly, and a tight-lipped smile would be fierce to many.

Not me.

“Khun Akkarachotsopon, Tay darling, are you acquainted with Miss Sha’s Den?” At the mention of Tay’s last name, Miss Sha’s eyes flash the size of saucers before she can regain her composure.

“I am afraid not, Kinn. The only Omegan Den allowed in my family’s territory is Miss Ann.” Stepping forward and unleashing his scent with a harsh edge, Tay asks, “Are you here representing Miss Ann? Is she unwell?”

A small whimper comes from Y/n as Miss Sha digs her nails deeper, not quite breaking the skin yet. “Khun Tay, Miss Ann, and I work on different events for Khun Jay. Miss Ann declined to work tonight, so I had to step in.”

Bowing her head slightly, she bares her neck coyly to Tay, “You surely wouldn’t want an even like this to go un-attended.”

Glancing around the room, I notice that there aren’t many people here. Mostly, other Omegas who are attending predominantly business-dressed Alphas and Betas. 

That is when it clicks: Miss Sha has an Omegan brothel den.

“Miss Sha, is your den equipped for this type of event? It looks as if your den doesn't have the numbers or is set up for mediation. Will they be ready for the “All-Out Alpha?”

A giggle. Miss Sha’s response starts with a giggle before she says, “Oh, Khun Kinn, you would be surprised how well a bit of pleasure can work as a form of mediation or, better yet, a distraction.”

Tay and Time step forward, their scents tinting with irritation, “You do realize,” Time says, “with as many Alpha’s that are in that fight, how easily one can turn feral?”

“Feral. You say that like it is something to fear,” Miss Sha dismissively says. “It wouldn’t be the first feral that my den has dealt with. N’y/n here, I am sure, would love another chance proving her worth to the My den should another feral Alpha present tonight.”

At that comment, my eyes return to Y/n and really take her in. Her form hunched now, her face downcast, her hands tightly clenched with minor tremors as they pressed into her thighs.

“Go ahead and show the handsome Khuns that gift the last feral Alpha left you, N’Y/n,” commands Miss Sha. “Now.”

Standing slowly, still hunched over, Y/n gathers her long, flowing amber hair to the front and turns hesitantly. Apparently, too hesitantly for Miss Sha as she yanks the girl around, causing her to trip and fall to the ground. 

Y/nf’s back is on full display… well, what's left is.

 Huge gaping pink scars litter y/n’s back, starting from the base of her neck and going down past the low of her back. The halter top she wore left nothing to the imagination. Her long locks had hidden the scars when she led us up here.

A soft “Kinn” comes from Tay as they see the Omega with a new light.

There are two ways this can go: 

They are purposefully punishing Y/nby giving her over to any feral Alpha, but what did she do to need that type of punishment

Y/n enjoyed pain just as much as my psycho cousin Vegas does

Taking stock of various shocked faces, including Jay’s, that begin to melt into a darker look leaves me running several options. 

“Punishment, I take it?” I say, internally fist-bumping my ability to sound and hopefully look disinterested in the display of marred skin.

Putting her stiletto heel on Y/n’s shoulder, just inside the end of one of the fresher-looking scars, and pressing down, she nods, “That is correct, Khun Kinn.”

“Someone needs to remember just how much value they are actually worth,” she says, kicking out, causing the still-healing Omega to tumble backward, landing in a heap and looking me.

Fear.

That is all that I can see in the Y/n’s eyes. 

“Ah yes, value. One never quite understands their place in this world of ours without proper reminders. Right Miss Sha?” I ask while maintaining a coy look.

“I am in a particular mood tonight. I need to let off some… steam. My request still stands.” Looking at Tay with the need for him to play along, he smiles back at me. 

“Miss Sha, I will let you slide this time, your being within my territory without permission, but only if you relinquish this Omega for us. I assure you that she will gain new… ornamentations before we are done with her. Do we have a deal?”

“That sounds tempting, though I wouldn’t want to subject the rest of My den to a feral Alpha should one turn up. What say you to that, Khun?” Miss Sha’s eyes shine with the thoughts of new wounds marking up the young Omega.

“Khun Kinn,” Pete says in his inner ear, “The only marked or possible feral on the doc tonight is the mark, but that doesn’t take into consideration the crowd.”

Slightly nodding, I look to Tay, “I don’t see why that would be a problem. The All-Out Alpha is the only concern of a feral tonight, correct?”

That is when Jay joins the conversation: “Yes, Khun Kinn. All the fights before are strictly Beta matchups. No Alphas are fighting before the main event.”

“Good then. When the main event concludes, we will ensure that N’Y/n finds the company of the feral Alpha should there be one present. Until then, the Omega is ours.”

“You have a deal, Khun.” Miss Sha bows, offering her hand to Tay and me. “Get up, N’Y/n, greet your stewards properly.”

Following the order, Y/n moves to a KowTow position, and with a slightly muffled voice, she says, “Your words are my will, Khuns.”

“Pete, take her outside. I want to get a better view of the area, but I also want to be comfortable and unbothered. Mr. Jay, is there somewhere here that will accommodate that?” I inquired as Pete assisted Y/n in standing and waiting for directions to the location.

“Ah, yes. You can take the East corner of the tank. There should already be a couch. Nothing is better than ringside seats right? Kei, go ahead of them and clear out any current watchers. It’s now exclusive for there Khuns.”

A rather stocky but short Beta nods and steps forward. “If you would follow me," he states, looking at Pete briefly before leaving the office. 

“Thank you, Miss Sha, it's been a pleasure. Mr. Jay, that you for the accommodations, I think its time to place some bets and enjoy the night,” I say with a nod and follow Pete out. 

Tay and Time say their own pleasantries before following. Once outside the office, Big falls in line with us, having heard everything through those thin walls. 

“Khun Kinn, Pete has taken the Omega to the location and cleared it,” informs Big.

Glancing back at him, I see the tension, “What are you not telling me?” 

Setting his jaw tightly, Big looks past me, “The main event starts in 30, Khun. They… Mok and Beam saw… Mr. Jay brought the younger brother. He is here.”

That stops everyone in their tracks. Porsche’s younger brother shouldn’t be here; he is practically a minor and has no reason to be here.

A nervous look from Big sets off warning bells in my head, “Why is he here, Big?”

“He is presenting.”

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Reciprocal Synergy (4) - Fortune TEASER

Status: Ongoing series

Chapter number: 4 of unknown

Word count for Chapter: 3,859

Work count for Story: 10,354

Genre: Omegaverse Au based off KinnPorsche: Thai BL Drama

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Warnings: NOT BETA READ!! This chapter mentions guns, the presentation of the second gender, feral Alpha, and ownership.

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For·tune

/ˈfôrCHən/

Noun

arrival of something in a sudden or unexpected manner; chance; accident.

Making their way across the crowd of spectators, Kinn, and his crew come across other Miss Sha Den members who notice them passing. Each of them fluffed their scents in an attempt to gain Kinn’s attention. Unfortunately for them, Kinn already has his sights set on Y/n. 

The Omega that has maple and caramel scents, even though her back wounds should bend her natural scent into burnt sugar. What Y/n has done to gain such a nasty punishment is still a mystery. It is challenging to survive as the plaything of a feral Alpha, especially with the indication that y/n will be used again tonight for a potential feral Alpha.

Kinn finds it amazing that while he came here to collect one individual, he seems to be leaving with two. However, he doubts that Y/n or Porsche already know they are his. 

“Kinn,” Tay calls, setting his pace to match. “You can’t give Y/n to Phoenix. Her back isn’t fully healed. She will die if she gets chewed and clawed up again.”

“I have no intention to allow that to happen,” admits Kinn. 

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