Milo finally managed to break the unwanted bond and regained his freedom after struggling for so long and going against impossible odds. However, trouble came back knocking at his doors when four, devilishly handsome super-naturals decided that they want him into their lives, but Milo knows better than to dive into their world a second time. Is he ready to forgive and move on with the villains of his story or will he embrace the beasts within them and allow them to claim him as their beauty? Read to find out. - Disclaimer: This is the second book of my first completed work on here, Vicious Bonds, it is a continuity of Milo's journey in the supernatural world and it cannot be read as a stand alone book. Many things happened in the first book as well as the entire world building and power appropriations.

Azir is in the hospital after getting shot, and Bry is dealing with the loss of his grandmother. Nothing feels right-Bry's not in school, Azir's not waking up, and the people around them are getting more dangerous. You need to read Book 1 first to understand what's going on in this story. This book dives deeper into who Azir and Bry really are-and what they're willing to do for each other.

Kenta Bernard, a seventeen-year-old, died of leukemia in the hospital and was transmigrated in a novel that he has yet to finish. He is the ill second prince, who should have died by now. However, the God of Light bestowed upon him a light magic that enabled him to survive and begin a new, happier life.

Rava Weston is the definition of the ideal son. He follows the rules, smiles when he should, and never causes trouble. His future is laid out-while he has just enough space to secretly chase his own quiet dreams of becoming a teacher, so long as he plays the role his parents expect. But when he's forced to attend a family summit back in Italy, everything starts to unravel. Because Gio Fontana will be there. Gio is reckless, magnetic, too rich for his own good. He's got cops who know him by name, and NOT because they're friends. His motorcycle is his greatest love, and rules don't seem to apply to him. He has a reputation that makes fathers lock their doors. Especially Rava's father. Rava and Gio, never gotten along as kids. But this time, the tension feels like hunger more than hate. And as the days stretch on, Rava's perfectly safe world starts to slip through his fingers, because what's building between him and Gio is not just risky, it's forbidden. And it might be the first real thing Rava's ever felt. 🥇 #1 - gay 🥇 #1 - enemiestolovers 🥇 #1 - forbiddenlove 🥇 #1 - bxb 🥇 #1 - bl 🥇 #1 - bxblove 🥇 #1 - boyxboy 🥇 #1 - biker 🥇 #1 - Italy 🥇 #1 - denial 🥇 #1 - angst 🥇 #1 - gaylove 🥇 #1 - gayfiction 🥇 #1 - fluffy 🥇 #1 - mxm 🥇 #1 - bisexual 🥇 #1 - gaycouple 🥇 #1 - love 🥇 #1 - mlm 🥇 #1 - obsession 🥇 #1 - slowburn 🥇 #1 - queer

Riel Damien Frost Amethyst, a cold-hearted billionaire and heir of a powerful underground syndicate, views his arranged marriage to Dwiriti Xanwier Xmalson as nothing more than a business transaction. But Dwiriti, a scarred aspiring marine biologist and biochemist deemed as ugly by the society, refuses to be broken by Riel's cruelty. With sharp words and unshakable indifference, he becomes the one thing Riel cannot control. What begins as disdain quickly festers into a dark obsession. Riel's growing desire to possess Dwiriti consumes him, blurring the lines between hatred and obsession. As Riel's need to break Dwiriti intensifies, he finds himself unable to stay away. In a game of power, desire, and possession, one question lingers: How far will Riel go to claim what he believes is his? Note- I don't like non con stories so will write dark romance without that, moreover dark romance shouldn't be about non consensual relationship P.S. - English is not my first language. Please pardon my grammatical errors. <3 (All the names and places in this story are fictional because I didn't want to use real names (surname) of people or locations. I don't have much knowledge about places, people, ethnicities, traits, or how people from different cultures and nationalities are. The biggest issue is that I've never left my own town to explore other places. While the internet can show me locations and how specific places look, I struggle to describe them due to my shortcomings as a writer. So, everything in this story is entirely made up. :)

Tropes: psycho vigilante, touch him and die, reciprocal obsession, stalking but in a good way, vigilante justice, psychopath falls in love, mxm, first times, bi-awakening, gay for you, not as straight as i thought i was, trauma bonding Oliver and Zachary have no one but each other. In a foster home on an isolated plot of land, their bond was carved deeper and deeper with each new day of neglect and abuse by their foster parents. During an escape attempt gone wrong, they are torn apart, each believing the other to be dead. Wracked with grief, the two boys have to figure out what it means to live without each other. Oliver ends up on the streets, while Zachary ends up adopted by a man with wicked intentions. Over ten years later, Oliver and Zachary manage to share the same pastime - hunting and culling deadly criminals. Oliver focuses on his small neighborhood, running a "neighborhood watch" from his run-down motorcycle shop. Zachary focuses on the whole city, helping his two new adopted brothers, each with psychological issues of their own, to navigate what it means to have a code of ethics despite their shared psychopathy. When hunting the same elusive new crime boss in their city, the two finally cross paths.

Cee Ayers doesn't let people in-he's got walls built from years of learning that trust is dangerous. Zeph Carter doesn't need an invitation-he sees through the silence, through the sarcasm, and meets Cee exactly where he is. What starts as an easy friendship shifts into something heavier, something neither of them expected. But love-real love-means letting yourself be seen, even when it's terrifying. Sample Scene: Cee was sprawled on Zeph's bed, noise-canceling headphones on, iPad in hand, locked into his game. He barely noticed when the mattress dipped, barely reacted when Zeph's warmth pressed against him. Then Zeph slid on top of him. Cee exhaled through his nose, adjusting his grip on the iPad, ignoring the weight pressing him into the mattress. A slow, deliberate kiss landed on his neck. Then another. Cee tapped his screen. "Move." Zeph didn't. Instead, he bit down gently, then soothed the spot with his tongue. Cee tensed. "Zeph." Zeph hummed against his skin, pressing more kisses, dragging his lips up the side of Cee's throat. His hands settled on Cee's ribs, thumbs rubbing slow circles. Cee's fingers twitched around the iPad. He tried to focus. He really did. Then Zeph bit again, harder this time. Cee sighed, dropping the iPad onto his chest and yanking off the headphones. "You deadass?" Zeph grinned against his skin. "Been deadass." Cee huffed, tilting his head to the side in surrender. "You so fuckin' annoying." Zeph just chuckled, lips finding Cee's jaw. "Yeah, but you love me though."

Javier, a tattoo artist and college student, is all about that laid-back life. Messiah, a college student and soccer player, is tough and guarded. When they meet, sparks fly, but Messiah's walls are hard to break. Javier's all about showin' love, but can he get past Messiah's tough exterior?

It's sophomore year. Ten months after Tycho Black's normalcy crumbled into ash. Ten months after his mother was murdered by his stepfather. He's tried so hard to move on. He's tried so desperately to close the old wounds his past contains, but something keeps dragging him back. And a phone call from someone he never expected all but makes what little he has left fall apart. Alexei Abbots has conquered everything that has ever plagued him. His anxious mind, his high school bullies, his relationship issues- you name it. He's vowed for the past ten years never to feel weak again, and finally, he's surrounded by stability. He graduated from college, he got his dream job, and Tycho Black has finally let down his walls enough to let him in. It's a shame that demons from your past can't stay dead, though.