Becca was a member of Cloudless Moon Pack. She grew up friends with the alpha family since her mother was the pack doctor and her father was a member of the elite warriors. Remus, the incoming alpha, was a good friend to Becca. They have a three-year difference but they were glued to the hips since they both loved to train together. Becca celebrated her 20th celebrated a few days back when she and the incoming alpha met again. Remus has just returned home from his years of training and schooling abroad. They uttered the word every werewolf wished to have from aged 19. "Mate." ®August2020 ™ amplebust

William Carters is the second eldest son of Emilia and James Carter,the famous surgeons in New York. William is the total opposite of his brother Noah who was outgoing,popular and on the schools football team as the school star quarterback. Will stopped talking and began wearing a hoodie to cover his face when he turned 13. No one knows but Will as to why he covered his face. His oversized hoodies did a great job in hiding his face but his were worried about Will. Until the day he turned 18,he took off his hoodie and showed himself to the world. He was by far the handsomest guy in school. With brown curly hair,muscular built like his dad,his tall height of 6'7 ft beating both Noah's and his dad's height and muscular built. But the most freakiest thing about him were his eyes. With one bright green from his mum and the other a bright silvery gray from his dad. He had a sharp jawline, and quite short tempered like his dad. Coming out as gay to his family, his mother didn't like it and filed a divorce against Will's dad for accepting a sinner like Will. Will's father and Noah were very accepting and they moved to somewhere less crowded,they moved to Forks Callaway. His dad got a better pay for being the military head doctor/surgeon and Noah was once again the same popular guy. Only this time,Will was part of it too. Will kept his good grades and his life was going great,better than before but then the mafia Lord Alexander Colletti had his eyes locked to the boy with typical gray and green eyes,it sparked his interests.

**18+** COMPLETED*** Adrian is delicate... Gentle... Too sweet for his own good. All he cares about is his books and the quiet hum of life that is his small-town wolf pack. What will he do when the Alpha of a neighboring pack scents him and is fully prepared to disturb his peaceful life, the deep rumble of his motorcycle setting the tone for their romance.

"Your mine Don't you get it? I live for you. I would die for you...I would kill for you" ************************************************* Oliver has a great life. He has 3 best friends, a loving mother and a boyfriend named Matt. Who knew that everyone important to him was keeping secrets? His perfect life comes crashing down one day and its all because of a manwhore werewolf that goes by the name of Zachary

"I like to pull on your hair, see you struggle to breathe, watch you reach your climax and then stop you from reaching your high." He said all of that without stopping and that made me shake in my fucking boots. "I-I, no?" I wasn't sure what to say when someone approaches you for a job and says that. "I don't like when people say no to me. I will be respected. You, Miles Stevenson, will respect me." His voice was cold as ice. His stare froze my insides. He got up from his desk and walked over to me in strong strides in a matter of seconds. He was dangerously attractive, his voice and tone were filled with a Russian accent, but it was barely there. Online, it read that his family was from Russia, he was born here but moved to America at the young age of 3. "You're a cute, small pet. I think I'll be taking you." He talked with no fear in his voice, he was straight-forward when he talked. His large hand came up to my face and his thumb stroked my cheek and then moved back to my hair and tugged on it a bit. I nudged my head back as a moan came out my throat and past my lips. "There we go, you little masochist." He licked his lips and came down to my neck, kissing my sensitive skin. My hands flew up to his chest but he smacked them away and grabbed them. Placing them above my head, his smirk only grew when I closed my eyes and groaned as his leg went up against my growing manhood. --- That got Hot. Maybe you should read the rest and find out what happens between a 22-year-old and hot Russian Millionaire Don. Or the one with a cute genius boy who just got out of a long term relationship comes for a job as an assistant with an older Russian Millionaire who doesn't take shit from anyone. {Gayyy, Slight S/m & Russian hotties) -- Ranks: #1 in #Death #1 in #TroyeSivan #1 in #Sadist #1 in #Masochist #1 in #Mobster #1 in #boyxman #1 in #gayfiction #1 in #Gay #1 in #Russia #1 in #Gayromance #1 in #LGBT -- Started: February 5th, 2020 Ended: June 4th, 2020

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

When Mylo Heather finds himself lost at a party his friend convinced him to attend, he searches high and low for his friends that have ran off to their own corners. When searching he comes across the party host's brother, Miguel Andorran. He's sexy beyond belief, and shirtless, and wants Mylo. It's only a matter of time he gets what he wants... Oh and did I forget to mention? He's a dominant. [WARNING]: Will at some point in the very near future contain sex scenes. This is BDSM! If you no like, you have no soul! *cough cough* I mean piss off. *cough cough* I mean the exits that way. *cough cough* I have a cold! *sniffles* :'(

[Book 1 of the Teenagers series] "You have a girlfriend..." I say. "You do too..." He chuckled, showing his dimples. "Yeah, but I-" He shut me up with a short small kiss that lingered on my lips. It was merely a peck, but it felt like an eternity. I loved it. "I really like you, Bennett... I really do." "M-me too..." --- Bennett O'Connell, a sarcastic, witty, school failure likes to vape and smoke weed. He comes from a loving family and all, but his girlfriend is the problem. She'd beat him and abuse him, telling him "I'm doing this cause I love you" while doing it. Bennett is still recovering from her emotional and physical abuse. He carries around those scars, finding trust issues and becoming numb to pain. That's until he meets Oliver. Oliver Spacey has lots of friends, not enough to be popular though. If there was a status in his high school, he'd be right below popular. Sure, everyone knew him as the "hot science kid" but otherwise... he's a nobody. Without that label, nobody knows him. He comes from a loving background; everyone loves him. He has no problems whatsoever except the fact that he's in love with some blond wreck in his science class. --- [4/4/19 - #40 in manxman] [4/12/19 - #17 in wattpadpride] [7/16/19 - #17 in mxb]

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP