They say two wrongs don't make a right, but in this case, two wrongs were just different sides of the same coin. After enduring what he considered the most humiliating day of his seemingly perfect life, Damien Vanderbilt is consumed by a determination to take revenge on the man responsible for orchestrating it all. But as he dives deeper into his quest, will Damien be able to maintain his focus and avoid crossing the line between love, hate and obsession? ____________________________ This is an original story. DO NOT COPY OR STEAL MY WORK AS IT WILL BE REPORTED AND I WILL TAKE LEGAL ACTION IF NECESSARY. Book one

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New school years call for new beginnings. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) for Caleb, his new beginning consists of a constantly horny pale roommate. This year should be fun for him. *Chapters are kind short. *But there are a lot of chapters. *The story is finished. But I'll be going back and fixing small mistakes from time to time. So there'll still be updates sometimes.

Warning: This book is NOT suitable for people who can be triggered by: - VIOLENCE - SEX - BLOOD - GORE - NOT VANILLA SCENES...KHMM, children please leave - Sexual relations between two men After 18 rough years, Seth is finally living on his own, in college and with a paying job, yet the shadows of his past do not let him rest. Devoured by his need for vengeance and justice, he attracts a demon to his side, who tricks him into selling his soul to him. Jude's seductive and controlling nature quickly turns Seth's life upside down, and though the boy is strong-headed and thought himself to be dominant, he finds himself enthralled by the demon more than he would like to admit. Follow the steamy and twisted story, as the two pair up to get Seth's revenge, and fight over the control above one another.

My heart pulsated through my chest and I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. The frightening, terrorising feeling of his fingers slipping through mine was causing the arm that was gripping to the edge of the cliff to shake. "Hold on, Harry! I've got you, I swear! Please, just hold on!" my voice held a shrill of terror to it and my eyes were filling with tears; tears of pain, frustration and sheer horror. Harry moved his gaze from our slipping fingers to my eyes. "It's okay, Ethan. Let go. You can't save me; not this time." I hated how calm his tone was. I hated how defeated he sounded. He had never given up - we always held hope for one another! We never gave up. "Don't you say that to me! Don't you fucking say that to me!" I roared, a small sob escaping my lips. Harry just smiled sadly, his muscular, beautiful body swaying in the harsh wind. The fall was so big; he would surely die of a heart attack before he hit the ground. I prayed to God he would. No. I was breaking my own rule; I would not give up on him. Either both of us lived or neither of us would. My life would be over the second his ended, anyway.

Completed ✔️ Would you kill for love? The world is a cruel place. Evil eyes roam around dark alleys. Malicious hands trace over the corpses of the people they killed. All of that under the clueless minds of innocent crowds, unaware that those thrown in rivers or burnt to ashes, could potentially be their relative. Samuel Thompson is your average carefree, funny and sometimes clumsy guy, but the façade he puts on doesn't change the fact that in the ignorance of his friends, he brings doom into people's life. Well, that was his job afterall. A hitman. But that same hitman didn't know that his life would shift around after a man moved into his apartment, wavering his feelings between friendship and love. Cameron Taylor started a one-sided rivalry with the main character, staying up at night, fuming at the very thought of his name, for whatever reason. But that same rivalry later turns into a passionate attachment where bloodshed was required to live on. And both of them were ready to take this oath. Warning: This book contains murder, abuse, and torture parts with sometimes explicit details and foul language. Viewer discretion is advised. [Started: 27/03/21] [Finished : 05/08/23]

I never considered the possibility of saying it outloud to him. To tell him the words i wouldn't even dare wisper to him. The way his eyes are focused on me watching me ever so carefully makes me want to tell him everything that's going on in my mind right now. I stay quiet. not saying a word. He looks at me like he desires the words to be said again. For me to tell the truth. The truth i let linger around dancing through my words. I couldn't love him. It's not that i dont love him. I just shouldn't. I shouldn't be with someone like him to risk everything. After all, i was hired to kill him. Tropes : Enemies to lovers Forbidden love Touch him and you will die Long lost childhood bestfriends Right time wrong place Status : complete Word count : 40.000+ Ranks : #68 on Hitman 8-8-2023 #68 on action romance 18-12-2024

Nathaniel Angelev is a gritty, battle-hardened mafia prince who seemingly has it all - money, power, and devastatingly good looks - even though he's sacrificed a lot along the way. But the final straw isn't the knife fight that renders him mute; it's the one that forces him to take the life of his closest friend. So Nate leaves his legacy of blood and gunpowder, determined to turn state's witness and dismantle the entire organization that has caused so much pain. And he finds himself headed straight into the arms of Marshal Reid Logan, a man secretly running from a past of his own. 
But the usual witness protection placements fail, over and over, and after an especially close call, Reid realizes that there must be someone inside of the Marshals Service working against them. Their only option is to send Reid's partner back in to hunt the mole inside of the agency, while Reid and Nate go off the grid and hit the road together. They're constantly on the move, fighting both Nate's fearsome family and their growing attraction to one another. The Angelev specter of danger is ever-looming, leading to numerous close calls and showdowns, with the stakes climbing even higher after Reid and Nate give in to their fierce passion for one another. They come to realize what's truly worth fighting for and learn that love can grow even in seemingly impossible circumstances. *****contains language, violence, sexual content, and other things of a mature nature***** (Originally posted - in a very different form - as Destiel fanfic)

Felix's past still haunts him. After the events that happened almost 10 years ago, He finally decided to talk it through with someone. Someone that could help with the painful memories. Someone that knew what they're talking about. Because even if time had passed, he still was unable to forget him. He still couldn't forget his eyes, his body... his tattoos... He still couldn't forget how rumors can ruin fucking everything. [WARNING] This story has mature content such as: acts of violence, obsessive tendencies, sexual encounters, and explicit language. Reader discretion is advised. I don't own any rights to the cover's photo.

Jackson Cooper is your usual player, the charming heartbreaker, lover of the chase, indifferent to love and relationships. Except in this story, he's gay. And a little kinky. But otherwise, the textbook player who drops flings the moment they get too close, even if it means being a little cruel. Then one day he meets his match in Mr. Sawyer, the king of finance on the West Coast, wealth embodied, a cool, collected, and cold-hearted heartthrob who has Jackson questioning every part of himself and who he thought he was. * * * Excerpt: Mr. Sawyer breathes in sharply. He glances at the roses and chocolate. "I don't do romance." Jackson touches the hand on his chest, fingertips dancing lightly across the tendons, the slim wrist, the soft, sensitive undersides. Mr. Sawyer's eyes, stormy blue, lock onto his. "This isn't romance, Mr. Sawyer. This is seduction." "One and the same." Jackson leans forward and brings his lips to Mr. Sawyer's neck. He hears a muffled noise and leans back until his mouth reaches Mr. Sawyer's ear, very proud of the light flush on his neck. "Not in the slightest." * * * Or: Jackson Cooper thinks he's got everything figured out, and Weston Sawyer proves him otherwise. * * * Warnings & Disclaimers inside.