Trigger Warnings: some erotic spanking, light consensual power exchange but not necessarily BDSM. Gun violence, fist fighting. Mention of sexual assault in the distant past that is not described in any detail or used as a tool for character growth. John has a hidden talent. With a little focus, he can see up to thirty seconds into the future and glimpse what is about to happen around him. He's used this ability to make a name for himself as a bodyguard that always keeps his clients one step ahead of danger. When he's hired by a rumored crime boss for the night, he hopes for an easy gig. What he gets is the start of a completely unexpected obsession that grips his heart and doesn't let go. Ambrose is a man with a purpose. He knows what he wants from life and gets it through patient planning and bloody work. On the night he is scheduled to take over and absorb one of the smaller crime families in the city, he hires a third-party security consultant that he heard about through the grapevine, John Finch. When John turns out to be anything but ordinary, Ambrose finds himself engrossed in the pursuit of a love unlike any other. Kinks: obsession kink, praise kink, a little bit of 'daddy' used as a term during sex, dominance/ownership kink inside the bedroom, gape kink.

I dropped the documents as I stared wide-eyed at Mr Voodoo. "You can't fire my father," I said my jaw dropping. "You weren't supposed to hear that." He replied looking up from his desk. "Of course I wasn't but you can't fire my dad," I said walking up to his desk. "You can't control my decisions for my company." He stated firmly. "I'll do anything for you not to fire him. This is his life 's work. he is one of the original founders." I argued. "Anything?" he asked raising a brow. I swallowed hard locking eyes with him. "Yes," I mumbled out. "How old are you?"

❝ Why would an Italian CEO settle for anything less, especially for a narcissistic, playboy Russian motorcycle driver? ❞ [18+] 𝐂𝐈𝐑𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐕 is unfamiliar with the concept of love. For him, only sex exists-preferably rough, heterosexual encounters. He spends his time riding motorcycles, flirting with women or hanging out in his workshop with his friends. As a member of the illegal racing club "Phantom Z" he holds the title "King" due to his undefeated streak-until one day, someone challenges and defeats him. 𝐓𝐇𝐄́𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈 is a billionaire who drowns himself in work to escape his own thoughts. He owns luxurious estates, elegant suits, and expensive watches. He has everything yet his past clings to him like a haunting memory, draining him of all emotion. However, after meeting a certain man, Théo realizes that perhaps he still has feelings left. What happens when their hatred towards each other is replaced by a profound, undeniable love that turns their worlds upside down, leaving them awash in unfamiliar emotions . . . 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔

Kennedy Knight. A 'straight' drunkard billionaire has to fight his demons, embrace his tormenting past and live with his nightmares in order to accept himself and open up his heart once again. In order to fall in love. So what if it's a male he falls in love wish instead. What if it's his assistant? Or is it? *** Highest ranks: #1 - Gay #1 - gayromance #1 - drunkard #1 - gaylove #5 - guyxguy #3 - officeromance #16 - malexmale #18 - sexuality

Book two of CALL ME MASTER MR PRESIDENT. MxM action Mature content

Eli is the guy with the loudest laughter and the sunniest smile. What his friends don't know is that he wants to die and that it's all planned to the last detail. The day Eli meets Benjamin is supposed to be his last, but it seems like Benjamin isn't going to let him go so easily.. CW: suicide, depression, rape, PTSD, addiction 2021-2022 𝙅𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨: × Jester × Miles Apart, sequel × above all, spin-off

Oz is a user, he thinks he is playing the son of the man who hurt him the most. Tenley knows that Oz is using him, he knows why the man came into his life and he is using him to get to the person who shot his father. Two players, one game Is it a winning game, a losing game, or a dangerous game When revenge becomes a using game. *Explicit bdsm sex among two men*

✔️ | "I have half the mind to drop you right here and fuck you against this wall, but I can think of some better things we can do in the bed." I replied, speaking sensually in his ear. "Well get to it then, professor." For years I was living my dream as an archaeologist, travelling the world with the love of my life. Everything was magnificent until we made a discovery that resulted in the death of my soul mate. Now at the age of 35, my life consists of teaching History as a professor at the University of California in Berkeley, CA. Living the same old, consistent routine on repeat. That is until a cocky young man catches my eye. He's beautiful, confident, and a pain in my ass. He's ignited a flame deep in my bones. A flame I thought would never be lit again. Maybe, just maybe I can find my happy ending. ... That is, if it isn't ripped out from under me by my daunting past. Published: May 2022 Rankings: #1 - student #12 - Lgbt (Dec 2022) #12 - Gay (Jan 2023) #12 - LGBTQ (Dec 2022) #26 - University (Dec 2022) #26 - Gaylove (Dec 2022) #26 - lgbtpride (Dec 2022) #8 - Man (Dec 2022) #5 - mxm

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"