Spencer and Cooper just graduated high school. To celebrate, the two life long best friends head to Miami for a two week vacation. Having only enough money to make it to Miami and party for the two weeks, the young boys find themselves in an adult film studio. After agreeing to a scene with them and a girl the studio hired, they sat waiting patiently for the girls arrival. When she's mysteriously a no show, the studio offers them a different type of scene. One without the girl but twice the pay. Without money to get home, reluctantly the two "straight" best friends agree. Sadly, the boys didn't add the price of their friendship to the cost of getting home. Had they, maybe they would have chosen differently... maybe not. Warning: This story contains detailed mature encounters of two consenting adults. They both happen to be male so if that's not your thing, please do not read. The story also contains strong language some may take offence to.

Be silent. Unless your voice is needed. Keep your sunglasses on. You trip and hurt yourself too much. Stay inside at all times when not with the band. You are not permitted to go anywhere without us. Do not confirm or deny specific questions about yourself. And lastly, you know absolutely none of their language. Five months before his high school graduation ceremony, Teller Zan's grandmother, the only person who's ever bothered to raise him, falls ill. With little money saved up, and the hospital bills coming in steadily, Teller decides to quit school and find some way to support himself and his ailing grandmother. He finds a way. A job, of sorts. Teller knew that he had somewhat of a talent, but he hadn't known how much it could be worth until he stumbled upon an audition. When he passes, he finds out that his skill is worth more than enough money to help his grandmother... but was it worth the sacrifices he'd have to make?

I look up at Todd's window and grimace when I see him gently pushing Jennifer into his room. So that's where he went. My stomach clenches painfully as I watch him pull her in for a slow kiss and I quickly drop to the floor when he suddenly breaks off the kiss and looks directly at me. The last thing I need is for him to think that I'm being a creeper and spying on him. I hold my breath for a few seconds before cautiously peering over the edge of the window, looking into his room. My mouth goes dry as I watch him peel off his shirt and throw it onto the floor behind him. I didn't realize he was so buff. I knew he was athletic, but I didn't expect him to have a six pack. Licking my dry lips, I watch in envy as Jennifer says something to him, making the muscles in his stomach contract and release as he laughed with her. I shake my head. She has no idea how lucky she is. I'd kill to be her right now. I mean, Todd's attitude leaves a lot to be desired, but that doesn't stop him from being the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen. It must be the contrast between his dark hair, tanned skin and bright blue eyes. And those muscles. Wow. I suppose his attitude could be fixed. Definitely. It's a little magic trick called duct tape. WARNING: This book will contain Boyxboy sex scenes, graphic violence and swearing. This is Book One in the Cliched Love Series. Keep an eye out for the second one, which is called The Things We Do :) <3

Lyle Hattaway is a very social person. He's feisty, Funny, Caring, Has great fashion sense, Openly gay and most of all, he hates Assholes. He has a very supportive family, Overprotective brothers and Ride or die friends. After going abroad for 10 years with his mom, it's time to go back to their pack 'The Moonlight Pack'. The only thing that he hates about going back, is seeing his childhood nemesis, Adrian Thorne. The 2nd Son of the Alpha. Will they still hate each other's guts? Or will fate, and the challenges along their way bring them closer than ever? WARNING : Mature Content on later chapters. ~~~~ "Fuck you." I snapped at him. "No, I'll fuck you." He said while smirking at me. Little did I know that our little quarrel will turn into reality when I reach my 18th birthday and realize that he's my....MY MATE?!! OH FUCK THE HEAVENS! How did my life turn Into a nightmare?! Or so I thought..... ••••• Ranks❤️👑👑 #1 bxblove : 9/27/2020 #1 bxb : 10/27/2020 #1 mates : 11/3/2020 #1 Paranormalromance : 10/04/2020 #2 gaylove : 9/29/2020 #3 paranormal : 10/27/2020 #3 hotguys : 10/06/2020 #5 comedy : 11/05/2020 #5 boyxboy : 11/11/2020 #5 enemiestolovers : 12/05/2020 #6 Mpreg : 9/20/2020 #7 LGBT : 11/24/2020

It was supposed to be the perfect proposal. Cole Rivers had the ring, the rooftop reservation, and The Weeknd songs queued for post dessert vibes. Three years of love, laughter, and late night ramen with Natalia-all leading to this one moment. But instead of "yes," he got: "Cole, meet my fiancé... Dominic." Not just any Dominic. Dominic Crane. GraveTech CEO. Power-suited perfection. Cole's boss. And apparently... Natalia's upgrade. Cue spiral. Champagne-fueled heartbreak. A blackout night with 18-year-old scotch. One very illegal attempt to hack Dominic's company out of spite. But fate and a brutal corporate shake-up-have other plans. Now Cole is stuck working side-by-side with the man who shattered his relationship... and maybe something else he's not ready to name. Because Dominic? He's infuriating. Arrogant. Cold. Also: stupidly attractive. Unfairly competent. And magnetic in a way that short-circuits every defense Cole thought he had. What starts as sabotage turns into banter. Banter turns into tension. And heat turns into late nights, stolen glances, and lines that don't stay drawn for long. But can Cole really fall for the man who broke him? And if he does... who's the real traitor, Dominic or his own heart? Love was never part of the code. But some bugs don't want to be fixed. --- Top Rankings 🏆 1 - #Secretrelationship (10/09/25) 🏆 1 - #Sci-fi Fantasy (16/09/25) 🏆 1 - #Action-Thriller (23/09/25) 🏆 1 - #Tech (24/10/25) 🏆 1 - #boyxboy (02/11/25) 🏆 1 - #Original (09/11/25)

Paranormal Romance (Werewolf) You know that movie Jerry Maguire? It's about this sports agent who got fired for suddenly having a conscience. Anyway, there's this very romantic scene by the end of the movie when Jerry made this very heartfelt and passionate declaration to his wife. Those words would melt you into a puddle and make you burst into tears thinking, "I want to have that kind of love!" Well that very sweet scene did not happen on this story, not all of it anyway. Don't get me wrong it was heart wrenching, very much so, and there was a passionate declaration. But instead of saying the oh so loving, oh so sweet and oh so scripted "I love you. You complete me..." like Jerry did in the movie, my 'mate', the other half of my soul and the one who 'completes' me said, "I hate you. I wish you were dead!" He said it with disgust and anger burning in his eyes. He didn't run into my arms like he was supposed to, he ran away from it. But who could blame him? Jerry Maguire was right. We live in a cynical world and we work on a business of tough competitors. Why would my mate want to be with me? He'd be shunned and be forever laughed at. Aside from the fact that I was male, I'm basically useless to him because I'm a werewolf who can't phase. He's an alpha. He could have anyone he wants. And me, well, I'm on the bottom of the pack, the runt of the litter. The council didn't know what to do with me. They couldn't kill me since it could drive my mate insane, even if he didn't want me. I can't kill myself because it would probably have the same effect on him. I have to live but I can't be with my mate and my pack. So I made it easier for everyone, I ran away. I always believed in the saying "Out of sight, out of mind." What I didn't consider was the possibility that they'd come after me and forcefully bring me back.

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.

I had always been taught that humans were cruel creatures with the intent of dominating the Earth. I never thought I'd meet one, let alone form an attachment. "Stay. Please, Collin. I don't want you to go back." He bites his lip, his flat, human teeth digging into the soft flesh. His crystal blue eyes rake over my figure before he entwines his fingers with mine. He nods. I pull our hands to my mouth. "Thank Poseidon. I don't know what I'd do if you left," I murmur. A small, breathtaking smile graces his lips. This quiet, beautiful boy might just be mine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Collin has been ridiculed his whole life because he doesn't speak. Fueled by his traumatic past, he can't bring himself to open his mouth and say a word. One night, after years of ignorance, he'd been invited to a party on the beach. He thought it was the opportunity of his life... that is, until they tied him to a rock to die with the fish. Finn has always been the outcast, the siren that wouldn't eat human flesh. He was always fascinated by the creatures so similar to him that roam on the land. So when he finds the drowning body of a boy, he can't resist the urge to drag him from the water and nurse him to health. That is, until he finds that he is losing his heart to the human. A vicious fantasy romance between land and sea, human and siren. *WARNING* This book is mature, and some explicit scenes are intended for those of 18+ years of age. Be aware of sexual content and foul language.

I had never been so in love. He was the definition of perfect. I wanted him to live like a prince. I wanted him to belong to me. I needed his love and attention. My heart yearned for him since our first meeting. The seemingly innocent boy...I wanted his body, I wanted his heart. Just by smiling he turned me into a beggar, something I strived long and hard not to become. But for him, I'd become anyone and anything to have and keep him. I cared deeply for him and anyone who wished any harm upon even a single hair on his body was to die by my hands. That was not a threat, but a promise. WARNING READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION! This book may contain content that may disturb, disgust and/or offend you. Please read at your own risk. Thanks. ***IMPORTANT NOTE 10/04/2022: I wrote this book in the manxboy era of corny wattpad stories and even though Toby is well over 18 (he's 24) the language I used when writing this story is very predatory. I will work on changing this when I find the time to edit this book and other older ones which also feature this icky, predatory tone and language. For now please replace "boy" with "guy" or "man" and know that when I describe Toby as being a "boy" it came from a blueprint of how other stories were written and not because I was glorifying predatory relationships. I am very sorry for the predatory language.

"Where is he?" "What are you talking about son? You have to calm down, you're not thinking straight." "Don't ask me to calm down! He's gone and I know that you're involve!" "Look here, it's not my problem that he's gone. I did not force him to leave." "I'm no longer 3 already! You can't hide things from me anymore!" "I've told you before that he just went on a holiday-" "For 3 fucking months?! That's not a holiday!" "What does it have to do with you?! It's his freedom to do as he likes! All you have to do now is to do your work properly and make the company flourish!" "I can't do that without him!" "Like you've said so yourself, you're not 3! You can do thing yourself! You don't need him!" "I hate you! You don't know how much he means to me!" "I don't give a shit about your feelings! If you want him back, shut the hell up and listen to whatever I say. Got it?" So that ^ is just an inside of what's going to happen. Please read the story to find out what happens in the end. Highest ranking: #9 in gayromance #128 in romance #391 in yaoi #79 in gaylove #19 in lgbtlove #10 in butler #6 in bxb [Book 1 of the Lethal Passion Series] - Glow In The Dark (completed) [Book 2 of the Lethal Passion Series] - The King's Assassin (completed)