This is the ungoing edited version of my first story ever, "The Third Wheel", which was originally posted in 2018. WARNING: this is a polyamorous BxB story, with mature content. Not your cup of tea? = you might want to try and read something else. I also have absolutely no tolerance for homophobic, racist, or hateful comments. Also, be aware that this story deals with heavy themes such as sexual violence, self-hatred, depressive thoughts and so on. Warnings will be put when deemed needed, at the beginning of the chapters. Now, let's begin with the fun part ~ They often say three is a bad number. One feels left off. This is precisely what happened to the three childhood friends, Darren, Kyle and Nate. They used to hang out together but Darren and Nate somehow got closer and Kyle started having difficulties hiding his jealousy. Until one night, after a tragic mistake, Kyle is left on his own. Now, ten years later, Darren and Nate are happily mated and they both rule the Ravenstgh pack. Kyle, on the other side, has become a cruel, colder version of the lively teen he used to be. He is the very aggressive beta of the Ravenstgh pack, a powerful warrior no one really likes. A tiny part of him still feels undesired feelings for Darren and Nate, but his love is one-sided and hopeless, because Kyle cannot possibly get close to anyone. Not if he wants to keep hidden the secret that is slowly destroying him. Art cover: @its_just_a_lovestory

Nico expects his college baseball career to be smooth sailing and even smoother curveballs. Instead, it's scorching summers and make out sessions behind the bleachers ____ or - a mxmxm polyamorous story <3

"Meat" has been a call-guy in Chicago's gay district for over a year and seems largely satisfied with his job. Until a peculiar new client makes him question if he should be serving his meat to everyone.

[Complete] A mxmxm, mobster threesome story: I have been pretending that I didn't know. I've been pretending that I believed his lie that he was just a simple businessman. But I knew the truth. I knew the truth because we have been friends for ten years now, and these things, you just don't overlook. I've known my best friend since we were fifteen. We've lived together since we were sixteen. It's hard not to see the changes in someone when you see them every day, every night. But he seems to believe that he's had me fooled. But that's alright. I had my own secret too. I was in love with my mobster best friend. A/N: This is a story of a romance between three men. Feel free to click away to another story if this is an uncomfortable topic for you. Best Rankings: #1 in malexmale #1 in gay #1 in threesome #2 in hurt #9 in comfort

Oscar Bradley has never been a fan of bending to society's expectations or of following the rules. He steals cars to cover rent, and employs other, less-than-legal means to pay his biker club dues. It's not a glamorous life, but he lives it unapologetically. Or rather, he did...until he fell for Max. After learning that the guy he's been crushing on is a mafia prince, Oscar's entire world is hurled off kilter. He agrees to fake-dating Max's sister to hide their steamy relationship from Max's Mafia family, is dressed up in clothes he could never afford, dips on his commitments to the Devil's Rejects, and even starts lying to his Nan. Something's gotta give. Can a rebel punk like Oscar really survive Max's world of extreme luxury and violence long enough to win his Prince without abandoning everything that makes him who he is? CONTENT WARNING: Harsh language, recreational drug use, explicit sexual scenes, and depictions of violence or death that may be upsetting for some readers.

Camilo Carter is The Doctor of East Hadena, one of the deadliest serial killers the city has ever seen. He's excellent at what he does, with no signs of getting caught any time soon. He thinks he has it all figured out, sees himself as almost bulletproof. He's never slipped up, never come remotely close. Camilo is untouchable. That is, until the really hot lead investigator of his case moves in across the hall. ~ "Perfect," he tells me, tone low. My heart practically stops beating in my chest. "I meant you're perfect." Decari doesn't know. He has no idea how untrue that is, how far off. He doesn't know, and he can't know. He can't ever fucking find out! He just can't, and I'm terrified that if I let this continue any longer... I'll get too comfortable. Too secure. I can never allow myself to doubt his loyalty to the law. If I'm to give in, I need to promise myself that. I take a step forward, and we're so close like this that I can feel the heat of his body. I finally move my gaze up to his eyes, which look a lot darker like this. He is entirely focused on me, and I don't think he even realizes he does it, but his hand drops from my face and finds its way to my hip a moment later. The world seems to disappear as I look into his eyes, deciding to warn him one last time. "You'll change your mind." ~ [WARNINGS: smut, gore, some heavy topics like torture and sexual assault, morally grey characters (the usual)(I mean it's a book about a serial killer..)]

" Let's keep this on the down-low. Nobody has to know. " He cooed in my ear, pushing up on me like a dog in heat. " I'm quick to cut a nigga off, so don't get comfortable. " I smirked, pushing his face back with my palm. He continued to pursue me knowing he had a secret of his own. I liked the way he set his eyes upon me and determined he'd have me. He made me feel comfort in all areas that I'd lacked before. There was something burning in the back of my mind... was he really mines? We only spoke late night, and those conversations were brief. When he was around me he was like a kid in a candy store trying to get his hands on anything he could from me. That was until I saw him... with another. That's where his time had been going. As he secrets unfolded I realized he'd been Creepin' All Rights Reserved

Ro was born on Earth, but was kidnapped by aliens who were hoping to sell him as a pet or a slave to a superior alien species when he was just 6. The other aliens in the enclosure protected little Ro for years, but this time an alien took notice of him and wanted to keep him as a pet. When he gets to his new enclosure he meets the deathly ill gan who had given up on life and mating before the cute little human joined him in their gilded cage. *Warning* Non-con, sexual content, violence and abuse.

Lorenzo never expected to be looking for a new pack. But when his Alpha's behavior pushes him out, he finds himself fighting in the tournament to show off his skills to potential new Alphas. Only problem is, his old one just can't seem to let things go... Thatcher never thought he'd find himself in the tournament either. Or that he'd end up sharing a tent with someone as sexy as Lorenzo. He just wants to focus on competing. But, man. It's difficult. This could get real complicated real fast. ***Adult Content (18+), ~20,000 words, Gay Werewolf Novella

Imagine walking into an interview you didn't even want to attend, only to realize the man you provoked, insulted, and argued with earlier that morning is the CEO of the company. With zero hope of getting the job, you decide to have a little fun and push his buttons even further. After all, what's the harm if you're doomed anyway? But here's the twist: against all odds, you get hired! What happens when first impressions go hilariously wrong-Can't help but think that he hasn't hired me in good terms...