"Why is Sage always testing my patience?" Thane growled, his voice low and menacing. Mrs. Jenkins didn't dare breathe, fearing that any sound would only enrage Thane further. She watched as Thane stormed out of the office, his eyes blazing with fury. As Thane emerged from the building, he spotted Nick, his driver and bodyguard, waiting by the car. "Drive me to Sage's school," Thane ordered, his voice still dripping with anger. .. . . . "Sage, Thane's here!" Sophia whispered urgently, spotting her friend in the hallway. Sage's eyes went wide with panic as he processed Sophia's words. He knew he was in trouble, having refused to answer Thane's calls earlier. And now, he was hiding from him. Without hesitation, Sage took off in a sprint, dashing towards the toilets. Sophia watched him go, concern etched on her face. She knew that Sage was walking on thin ice with Thane, and she feared for her friend's safety. . . . . . . . Thane's eyes narrowed, and he marched towards the bathroom, his long strides devouring the distance. He pushed open the door, and his gaze locked onto Sage, who stood frozen, his eyes cast downward. "Daddy, you're here," Sage stammered, his voice barely audible. Thane's expression remained impassive, but his voice dripped with icy disdain. "Why didn't you pick up my call?"

Leo is an ordinary guy who lived most of his life in Italy. With his parents divorced and living in different countries, he travels a lot. But when his mother offers him a once in a life time chance to switch it up and live with her in America, he takes it without hesitation. Now his new life, new home and new family are all waiting for him and the last thing he expects is falling in love with someone he isn't supposed to fall for. Then suddenly everything isn't so ordinary.

Keagan is the definition of bad boy. College man with a body that could make even God moan and an attitude to put the devil to shame. Between classes and drinking parties , sex and boys, Keagan had it all. Until Jamison. Small, skinny , anti-social. Will he be able to tame the sex god or be eaten alive?

Leo is a Alpha, But he is pretending to be a Omega? Leo is an male Alpha,the twin brother(Eil) of an Omega.his family arranged his Omega twin's marriage to Lucien Moretti,a ruthless Mafia Alpha.his twin brother ran away before the wedding-terrified of being mated to a man known for his dominance and violence.To save his family's lives,they beg leo to take my brother place.Leo go-disguised as his twin,PRETENDING to be an Omega. Leo expects Lucien to be an Abusive Alpha, But Lucien falls in love with leo.Deeply. Obsessively. But he is madly in love with Leo.Lucien's cold exterior melts only for Leo.Lucien's love wasn't soft in the traditional sense-it was fierce,possessive, and absolute. He didn't fall in love gently.he collapsed into it.Like a man who'd gone his whole life thinking he didn't need warmth until he found it, and realized he couldn't live without it.And as months pass,Now Leo get PREGNANT with his Child. HOW? Leo is an Alpha. Is there is some hidden Truth need to know?

Seriously? Are you really planning to run after reaching my home?" Drake's voice cut through the silence, warm and amused, and Alessia froze in his tracks. He turned slowly, his cheeks burning with embarrassment, to see Drake leaning casually against the front door, his arms crossed and a playful smirk on his face. Drake looked effortlessly handsome, as always, his tall frame silhouetted against the soft glow of the porch light. He was wearing a simple white t-shirt and dark jeans, the casual outfit somehow making him look even more striking. His piercing eyes locked onto Alessia's, and the smaller boy felt his breath catch in his throat. "I-I wasn't running," Alessia stammered, his voice trembling. He quickly looked down at his shoes, unable to meet Drake's gaze. "I just... I thought maybe this was a bad idea. I didn't know if your parents were home, and I didn't want to intrude, and-"

"How dare they!" Kyle exclaimed, his high-pitched voice echoing off the walls. "I won't do it! I won't marry some stranger just because Daddy wants to merge businesses!" His father, Han, stood calmly, towering over Kyle. "Kyle, sweetheart, it's for the best. Leon is a good man, and this union will secure our family's future." Kyle's face turned beet red as he stomped his foot. "My rights are being misused! I'm an adult, for crying out loud! I can make my own decisions!" The door creaked open, and Leon walked in, his 6'7" frame commanding attention. His piercing gaze softened as he took in Kyle's tantrum. Kyle, still fuming, didn't notice Leon's arrival. "I won't be treated like a commodity! I'm a person, not a business deal!" Leon's lips curled into a gentle smile as he watched Kyle's antics. He approached Han, his deep voice soothing. "I think I'll take it from here, sir." Han nodded, relieved, and exited the room. Kyle, finally noticing Leon, halted his pacing. Their eyes met, and Kyle's scowl deepened. "And who are you?" Leon's calm demeanor was a stark contrast to Kyle's fury. "I'm Leon, your...betrothed."

"They have belligerent sexual tension." "What does that even mean?" --- James and Casper have been fighting for years - they've just never gotten along, ever. And then comes along a game of Gay Chicken and a kiss that changed everything. (BoyxBoy)

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 different. Darker. Hungrier. 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 isn't just dangerous. It's forbidden. It's electric. And it might be the first real thing Rava's ever felt. 🥇 #1 - gay 🥇 #1 - enemiestolovers 🥇 #1 - bxb 🥇 #1 - bl 🥇 #1 - bxblove 🥇 #1 - boyxboy 🥇 #1 - Italy 🥇 #1 - denial 🥇 #1 - angst 🥇 #1 - gayfiction 🥇 #1 - fluffy 🥇 #1 - bisexual 🥇 #1 - gaycouple 🥇 #1 - mlm 🥇 #1 - slowburn 🥇 #1 - queer

A fake priest and a Sicilian mob boss at odds. What could possibly go wrong? *** Roman is a life long slacker and a hardcore gambling addict. After learning there's a hit on him, not to mention his fiancé just dumped him two days before their wedding, Roman is desperate and on the run from loan sharks. Ending it all on a bridge seems like the only option until he meets a stranger who convinces him to participate in an unlikely heist, wherein Roman poses as a newly ordained priest only to rob St Francis Xavier Cathedral 50 million euros. On paper the plan sounds solid. However, Roman quickly discovers he's in more than he'd bargained for when the robbery attracts full attention of a very much pissed off Cosa Nostra boss, Santino Bertinelli.

Harlan has a unique power, one that makes him see things others cant, and therefore got him thrown in an asylum when he was only a child. Now he's a reluctant hero, thrust into the profession since he lacked any other option. He's amazing at his job, and six years into his work, is the sidekick to one of the most notable heroes of his generation: Lavina. Unfortunately, he also hates being a hero, but there's one thing that makes it worth it. The numbered. A series of villains who appeared out of nowhere and have an exceptional skill at avoiding the law, heroes, and just generally winning or evading consequences. Consequences, which are the only part of Harlan's job he enjoys. Harlan wants to find the root of it all more than anything, and he's beginning to get close. He intends to find out at any cost. He intends to win at any cost. That, he's sure of. His drive is unmatched. Until something entirely foreign to him gets involved: Feelings. [WARNINGS: smut, gore, swearing, some heavy topics, morally grey characters (the usual)]