[BxB] Alexander Smith has a love-hate relationship with trashy online novels, scoffing at the problematic main leads, clueless protagonists and the rampant use of cliches. He never understood why the kind protagonist always chose the abusive 'badboy' main lead in every inane love-triangle, especially when there was a wholesome, gentle second lead head-over-heels in love with her that was, frankly, the key ingredient for a fulfilling and loving relationship. So, when Alexander is in a fatal accident and his soul is transplanted into the fictional body of his most hated 'badboy' main lead, he makes it his new life's mission to rewrite the story - he will make the protagonist fall for the kind second lead, he will reinvent his character to be a functional member of society, and he will definitely, definitely stay out of drama. But hey, this is fiction, and fiction loves drama. *** Note: this story is in no way referencing or making fun of any books online (well, none apart from my own), and I am in no way hating on cliches - I am a sucker for the project partners cliche and 'forced to share a bed' trope. Please don't take this story seriously - because I didn't! #1 lgbtfiction (10/08/21) #1 comedy (03/11/21) #2 transmigration (25/08/21) #5 gay (20/08/21) #7 bxb (11/11/21) #11 boyxboy (15/10/21) #12 lgbt (20/08/21) #12 bxb (14/11/21) #79 romance (20/08/21)

King Harpax's decision to marry the son of his defeated enemy was only meant to punish and humiliate a disobedient neighboring kingdom. Yet as he and the reluctant new addition to his harem begin to know each other better, things start changing between them. But being a cruel king comes with its downsides. When Harpax finds his rule and his very life in danger, whom can he trust? Surely not the beautiful young man whose future he's seemingly destroyed? *** WARNINGS: The story contains mature themes and language. Not suitable for children. Some chapters include violent and sexual content and may be triggering for some people. Read at your own discretion. #1 in SLASH on 2020-05-26 #2 in LGBTQ on 2020-06-24 #5 in GAY on 2021-05-21 #6 in LGBTQ on 2022-11-13

𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 | 𝘉𝘬 1 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘙𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹'𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 & 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦. ______________________________ Another random story that will probably need editing later ~ please enjoy! #1 CopXMafia 4.18.25 #1 Gayness 7.7.25 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ©

"Hmm... You taste sweet.....like honey." Cover designed by: @querencia_Star

Chip Honeycutt has a girly name. That's not the problem; his real problem is hiding the fact that his family owns a bakery. And that he loves to bake. What will happen when a new guy comes along and finds out his secret? Will he tell everyone? Or will he keep it? © 2015 by theCuppedCake. All rights reserved.

Every Tuesday during football practice, sixteen year old Sem Bolton finds himself stealing glances at the gorgeous college boy jogging down the path next to the fields. He was his dirty little secret. His guilty pleasure. His unobtainable fantasy: safe and distant on the other side of the chainlink fence. Then, through a series of unpleasant events including being forced on a camping trip, it turns out his unobtainable fantasy is not so unobtainable after all. Not only is gorgeous college boy gay as well, he also wants to date Sem. Now, Sem was never one to play it safe. But outing himself was in a whole different league than testing his mother's patience or taking hits in the boxing ring. Was he really ready to date a guy, all consequences included? As if internal struggles weren't enough, count on girls, friends, and an estranged brother, to complicate stuff even further. Photo on the cover by: https://unsplash.com/@nickkarvounis

Alan Baker hates Max Winters. There's nothing more to say. Max was everything Alan wanted to be. He just couldn't stop himself from hating him so much that it was hard to even look up at the guy. But what happens when Alan realizes that there's more to the perfectness? Then, it also doesn't help that his heart flips and jumps every time. But, of course, he'd never accept that. --- "Get the fuck away from me." Max sighed, shaking his head. "Dude, when are you going to give up? You hate me, yeah, we get it." "Well, I'm not satisfied so hate me back." Max gulped down his snort. "Sure, okay. I hate you too?" Alan pushed past the front doors of the school, not even giving a glance back. "It's not enough. Hate me harder." --- [This book is proudly presented for entertainment. Don't copy. Don't hate. Don't forget to vote and share.] P.S. This isn't edited and there are edit mistakes. For example, you might catch Max's last name being Nights in the blurb inside the story at the first part, but from the start of the story, it's mentioned as Winters, which is why I changed it here as well. Don't hate on it. Don't be shy to point the edit mistakes out. Don't be rude about it. For those who are here to read the heart leaping, stomach turning story between Alan and Max: Welcome to Hate Me Harder! This story contains mature wordings, a lot of it, and mature content and a little bit of violence mentioned. #1 in mxm - 11th of September 2021 #3 in bxb - 11th of September 2021 #1 in lgbt+/bxb - 12th of September 2021 #1 in bxblove - 12th of September 2021 #7 in bl - 22nd of September 2021 #1 in writtenwithpride - 11th of November 2022

-KIND OF MATURE- "I wouldn't fuck you if you paid me." Well, at least my question is answered. He can get more punchable. We glare at each other, I am surprised neither of us have raised our fists yet. It wouldn't be the first time. "Who says you'll be the one fucking?" I snap back. _______________________________________ Zachary Alvarez has always hidden his broken parts behind his charm, sarcasm and arrogance. He is a complete asshole to most, especially one man in particular who he occasionally wants to lick all over or shoot in the head (He isn't picky). Nothing in Zach's life is constant. All he has ever cared for is himself since nobody else did. A lot of drinks, one-night stands, relationships that he never put effort into and people always leaving, that's all he has ever known. And Everett absolutely hates Zach's guts and hates how his smirk makes him feel triggered. Everett has always been this or that for people, always an image. Most times he doesn't even care, but sometimes it gets irritating. But somewhere both Everett and Zach starts to see each other. All that hate gets a bit too exhilarating. In so many ways... _________________________________________ If you guys are looking for an enemies to lovers with a lot of sexual tension... #1st in lovers #1st in homosexual #1st in bxb #1st in university #2nd in drama #4th in Lgbt #8th in mxm #19th in romance

When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spiling below to floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be one standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More important, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.