;triggers warning; 🛑this book involves abuse, kidnapping, psychological conditioning, and hints at rape maybe more🛑 "you're nothing more than a dog that is here only to entertain me and if you think that you could be anything higher than that you're wrong," He said chuckling deeply making my lump in my throat grow bigger. I just wanna go home, I don't wanna be here anymore someone please hear my prayers or kill me Nothing taught Noah what to do once he got himself into the position that he did. There are only three choices, escape, survive or die.

Jamie is happy with life, he has everything under control and every day is the same, just like he wants it. He is a loner by choice, girlfriends and friends are overrated. Or so he thinks. But when the new co-worker starts to hit on him it all starts to crumble. The co-worker is sexy as hell, confident and totally out of his league. And a guy. This starts a journey into new aspects of life. To learn how to let go of control, to embrace the darkest desires without fear. And to fall in love with someone that calls you kitten. *The sequel is out - Make me beg* https://www.wattpad.com/story/293369610-make-me-beg == Links == All socials, and spotify playlist is on my profile! == Disclaimer == # This is a boy x boy story # Contains explicit language and content (+18!!) # Contains acts of BDSM, so if you're not into that, beware (those chapters will begin with a warning) == Rankings == Jul 19 2022: #20 IN #ROMANCE Nov 29 2021: #1 IN #GAYROMANCE Oct 24 2021: #1 IN #MXM Oct 22 2021: #29 IN #BOYXBOY Oct 10 2021: #3 IN #GAYLOVE (and I apologise for any misspelled words and incorrect grammar ^o^ )

In a future world where everyone's lives are planned out by the all-seeing Elders, the Soul Mate Ceremony, made possible by the Soul Mate Service, is seen as a rite-of-passage for those who successfully reach their eighteenth year. Genetic pairing is the lifeblood of the Society and has to be continued every year. Borderline narcissistic Thaddeus Axton has waited eighteen long years to be paired with the girl of his dreams through the Soul Mate Service. However, when he finds himself Soul-Bonded to the modest, effeminate, and incredibly male Aria Toulsend, he can't help but think that it's some kind of cruel joke. In fact, this first homosexual pairing in the Society is purely experimental - a test of the newest genetic engineering breakthrough which allows a male to carry a child. Although Thaddeus fights to defy the Elders' wishes, he'll soon learn that the sweet, cookie-baking Aria may just be too hard to resist, and when an unexpected threat arises, Thaddeus will learn what it means to love someone other than himself. "And remember, Long Live the Society Of The People" WARNING. THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE SCENES AND THEMES.

Title says it all Don't like, don't read People I WILL NOT add in this book: Ranboo, Tubbo or Tommy (Minors) Niki (I don't fell comfortable writing smut about her) Captain Puffy (Once again, don't feel comfortable) Technoblade (Again, uncomfortable writing smut about him) Philza (Said he is uncomfortable with NSFW of him) Ships I will do in this book: Dreamnap (Dream x Sapnap) DNF (Dream x George) Punznap (Punz x Sapnap) Schlattbur (JSchlatt x Wilbur) Eretbur (Eret x Wilbur) Feret (Fundy x Eret) Awesamponk (Awesamdude x Ponk) Foolsamponk (Foolish x Awesamdude x Ponk) Schlatt x Quackity (Is there a name for this?) Dreamnotnap (Dream x Sapnap x George) Dream x Fundy Eretnap (Eret x Sapnap) (I have reason, they were engaged at one point! Don't come at me) Skephalo (Skeppy x Badboyhalo) Karlnap (Karl x Sapnap) Karlnapity (Karl x Sapnap x Quackity) Sapnotfound (Sapnap x George)

Kent est la personne que Tori déteste désespérément le plus. Ce garçon représente tout ce qu'elle déteste chez le genre masculin, en effet celui-ci représente l'image du « bad boy » arrogant et sans cœur. Au lycée entre ces deux là ce n'est pas l'amour qui règne, mais la guerre. Mais l'amour n'est-il pas plus fort que la haine? C'est alors qu'un soir, Tori se retrouve, malgré elle, à aider Kent qui est poursuivi par la police. Tout commencera de là. « - Tu comptes dormir chez moi aussi! Kent plaça sa main derrière son cou et soupira. Cette situation était plutôt amusante je ne l'avais jamais vu dans cet état. - Tu peux faire ça pour moi? - T'es cinglé ou quoi! Je te signale qu'on s'est fait poursuivre par des flics! À cette heure là, je suis certaine qu'ils ont la plaque d'immatriculation de ma sœur! - Juste une nuit je t'en supplie! Je ne peux vraiment pas retourner chez moi là! Je te jure que tu n'auras aucun problème! » ______ Du moins c'est ce qu'il prétendait... « Je n'ai jamais cru qu'un jour, je pourrais le porter dans mon cœur. Comment aimer et détester la même personne à la fois? » ________ (cette fiction est en pleine correction) [ MERCI BEAUCOUP BEAUCOUP À CETTE PETITE MYRTILLE @LeighBridget POUR LA COUVERTURE ]

[Contains Volume 1-3] There are different types of kids. There are kids who play around, kids who bury themselves in books, and then there are kids who have no other role but to make sure they don't ruin their family's name. Heirs are expected to succeed in life thanks to their family's influence. But if you put all these heirs in a school where their family name, wealth, and power hold no merit; and surviving is more than just getting good grades; these heirs must throw away their proper decorum and ethics aside, and let their animal instincts take over. *** Maximillian Leigh Sinclaire is an heir that is feared by presidents and CEOs at the young age of seventeen. Coming from a family of business tycoons, Max has lived his life in the shadows of his family's wealth and power. As a boy who is only feared and respected because of his surname, Max wants to prove himself without his family's assistance, which later on becomes a reality when Max enrolls in the infamous school called J.S High, a school that houses the richest and deadliest boys in the world. Now Max has to survive the dangerous rules of his new school, climb the ranks, and discover the gruesome secrets that are hidden beneath a house filled with kings. [16+ contains violence & strong language]

COMPLETE- SEQUEL TO BY THE LIGHT OF THE MOON- After a brutal betrayal, Cain of Akar, child soldier, the Bain of Notting, and wild magic mage, swore to never give another power over him, especially his heart. And since that vow to the gods, he's never been tempted... Until now. ......... "You need to stop settling for quick fucks and find a man who won't chafe at being in the dark beside your sun. Who will protect you, cherish you, appreciate you for the man you are rather than the crown you wear."

*** COMPLETE- Far From Home book two: Sequel to The Warlord's Chosen. A M/M/M fantasy romance*** "For the innocence of my mother, I suffered alone in the dark. For the sins of my father, I give my blood." Llyric has lived his life beneath stone, among darkness and cold. Having seen the sun for the last time when his father last attempted to steal his innocence when he was a young child, Llyric spends his days with a mouth bound, a body beaten and torn, and a soul and heart darkened by his own blood. He knows he deserves what he suffers, for the blood is his veins is evil. He knows this. He accepts it. Until the day he is saved, and possibly given a chance at living beyond his blood. **trigger warnings are located at the beginning of the prologue. Can be read as a stand-alone, but it's highly recommended to read the series in order for the greatest enjoyment of the story**

Born of chaos and shadow, a great, ancient evil may be behind every hell I have endured for the last two years. Since the day my family was ripped from me and my life was torn asunder before my very eyes. Leaving me helpless to do anything but endure, over and over and over again. Endure through the degradation of slavery. Endure through the horrors of torture and assault. Endure through having my magic, my very soul, ripped from me with a flimsy bit of metal. I'm through enduring. I'm through letting others decide my fate. I'm through with patience. That ancient evil. The one spoken of in legends and myths and whispers told around campfires to scare children. The stories of a hag so powerful he tore the world asunder the last time he rose to power. The hag only tamed by the power of the children of the gods. That bastard had better pray to whatever gods he believes in, because my patience, my endurance, and my sanity are all at an end. If it is the last thing I do, he will feel my wrath. The wrath of Wal'yah. The wrath of a thousand ancestors screaming along with me. Finally, by my will, the wrath of winter will sear his flesh and his bones. And the gods have mercy on my soul for what I will give up, what I will tear apart, and who I will leave behind in doing so.