PLEASE READ MY BIO! Complete on Dreame and Ao3 Dax Whitlock is bored. He lives a boring life as a CEO of his company, doing the same exact thing day in and day out. He hopes to find something interesting at the popular kink club he owns called The Closet, but finds that there's nobody that can satisfy him the way that he wants. Just as he starts to lose hope in finding something to shake up his life, he meets a new, young boy that may just be what he's been looking for all this time. Noel Grayson is always looking for a challenge. What better way to satisfy his competitive nature than to beat his brother at his own game. BDSM. Changes come when he starts to question if he's in over his head thinking that he could become a perfect sub. Will things come crashing down when he realizes that it's not the game he thought it would be? Note: this book and the book 'Mercy' are a duology but can be read as stand alones Warning: • VERY MATURE THEMES • Mental Illness • Abuse • BDSM (obviously)

*There is ROUGH ANGRY SEX and if you are going to start reading remember that. I don't need anyone complaining about this book being TOO rough so CHOOSE wisely before you read* If you're into rough angry sex please enjoy ***** A mafia's son who has been feared and respected all his life A military raised child who has only wanted freedom from his overly protective father What will happen when they clash, both not scared of the other, both ready for blood, both not ready to back out, both bad but..... Who is worse? let the fight begin ******* There will be sex between two men *Rough sex* violence, death, blood, control, guns, and possessiveness. Please don't read if you are not ready for any of that, again *Don't read*. If you're not 18 and over do not read

【INCLUDES MATURE SCENES, READ AT OWN RISK】 Sex worker and escort, Milan O'Dair, knows all about rich people. He knows they're arrogant and extravagant and the men stink of cigars, while the women adorn themselves in the rarest of diamonds. They laugh at the poor, mock the needy and love to use him like a toy; fun for the time being but then easily forgotten. But that was the job, and at the end of the day rich people liked to flaunt their wealth to anyone who would pay attention, so they paid a lot for his services meaning the money was good and exactly what he needed. No one said it was easy to get by in the world, so if it took a bit of pain and tears then Milan was just going to have to tough it out. Besides, soon enough he would become a world famous painter, he was sure of it, he just needed to keep creating. And when living in a city like London and being very much estranged from his family, while also needing to afford expensive paints and canvases, so he didn't lose the only thing in his life that gave him any passion or meaning, money was a necessity and it helped to have it in excess. Then one day, Milan meets a mysterious man, at a gala dinner, who tips his world upside down. A God among mere mortals, who exudes such beauty that neither man, nor woman, nor other can resist his charms, a specimen like none other. No one knows anything about him, but that he is rich beyond belief and that you must never cross him. He is power, he is strength, and he is wealth. He is Valencio Osiris. ~~~~~~~~~ 'He looked like a lamb caught amongst wolves, but there was a fire in my little lamb's eyes, like he wouldn't allow himself to get eaten and I decided I just had to see if I could get a small bite.' ~~~~~~~~~ T R I G G E R W A R N I N G S: - mentions of sexual assault and trauma ~~~~~~~~

Ah, screw it! I'm not your dog, not your whore, and certainly not your lover. I'm Prof. Steve Finley. I teach English Lit to snot-nosed students. I'm a failed writer - those who cannot do, teach. Don't give me that look, Jack. You're a shady gangster and you don't know anything about writing or about me... Stop hiding my clothes. Stop leaving me notes with orders. Stop being so adorable when you're supposed to be the bad guy. We're in this messed up situation because of you. You're the jerk here, aren't you? Be cruel. Be awful. Because I'm falling and there's a long way down to rock bottom. Who the Hell am I? I'm Not Steve. ___This is a Psychological Romance___in which Every Detail Matters___ Reader feedback (:D): "I have 20 minutes to study 3 years of work for my maths tests... what am I going to do instead? READ MY FAVOURITE BOOK!" - Beano (@Starb0y) " I've been on this site for far too looooong, and sadly you can easily count just how many quality gay mature stories are in here. So when I stumbled upon yours I found myself immersed, made me interested in Wattpad again. Totally love this book, keep up the great work. " - @fishballsamurai Book 1 of the Kairos series. COMPLETED. Enjoy, leave a comment and follow for updates. :) **Graphic Content 18+ **This is a Gay Erotic Novel of sorts**WARNING**You might enjoy it**

Callum Minette is a twenty two years old. Attends John Hopkins university for a PhD in the medical field. Its his fifth year in the field and often keeps to himself. People would mistake him for an 18 year old girl most of the time with his very feminine features he'd gotten from his fragile mother whom turned into a cunt and ran off with her drug dealing boyfriend. Callum was in the care of his kind father who although they weren't that well off, managed to give Callum his all and now Callum was making him the proudest dad in the world by attending college which both his parents failed to reach. Callum's features included his shoulder length curly blondish white hair that was naturally white but Callum would dye it in hopes of being normal like other boys but that wasn't the only beauty Callum described as a flaw. He had a body like a woman too. Tall,thin and slender,not too fat but not too skinny either. He was an introvert growing up and mostly stayed inside their one bedroom shack in the dark side of town which resulted in Callum's skin to become naturally a pink pale hue. His lips were naturally red from biting them outve nervousness which was still a habit he'd been trying to stop. Guess bad habits die hard. And to add to his list of unnoticed perfection,he had soft hairless skin and the brightest baby blue eyes that bought out by the white color of his hair. In campus he was known as femboy or beauty and brains. Pretty boy or most the baby of the campus. People flocked him wanting his attention but he was terrible at it he'd just lock himself away. He's 5'4 taller than females but not taller than any male in his dorm house. Doesn't play sport but he's one of the best tutors around campus. Works at a five star restaurant where he encounters the rich multi billionaire. Has a little side but locks it away because its too risky What happens when he doesn't get one Dom but two???

Black Moon Series Book #1 Warning: Mature content, graphic language, gay, polyamorous French food is my healthy pleasure. Sex is my stress-relief pleasure. Threesomes are my guilty pleasure. Born the single child of the most open-minded parents, I bathed in cooking ever since I was a child; now I own several restaurants and well intend to grow my business. Ever since I lost my V-card, sex has been my way to cope with busy life and stress; today, I am a Dominant at the Black Diamond, a BDSM club in Chicago owned by my childhood friend Aaron. There, I discovered the kinkiest lifestyle, and I indulge in the pleasure of multiple-partner sex. But I would like to settle down with the perfect Submissive now. My name is Mark Murray, and I'm shooting for the moon, but I might hit a star. Laziness, boisterousness and wild sex are my mottos. I'm a dropped out, an unstable soul who doesn't know what he wants in life, and if it weren't for my best friend Liam, I'd probably be a homeless. I am hyperactive, a young man full of life who is bubbling with energy, and this is why people usually like me despite my flaws. And I'm a sex on legs... a libertine, bi-sexual, volatile, I don't know what love is, but I've had all the possible experiences in sex. Or so I thought. That was until I discovered my best friend's secret life... in a BDSM club. My name is Shannon Watts, and my life is about to change as a Submissive. I had a happy childhood, until both my parents died and left me an orphan. At 18, I ran away from my aunt's town to live in Chicago, dreaming to become a skilled cook. Now I work in the best French restaurant of the city, where I would love to move on from the dishwasher position to that of cook, but things don't always go as planned. I'm a solitary guy, barely average-looking and very shy, so I spend my free time vicariously living through the gay romances and BDSM books I read. My name is Alex Simmons, and I wish the fictions I read would turn out real.