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?"

Cyrus Tsukishiro, twenty-two, leaves his hometown determined to find his purpose and start fresh in a new country. But his plans are interrupted the moment a four year old girl suddenly clings to him at the airport, calling him "Mommy" and refusing to let go. Her father, Archer Holland, thirty-five and a dedicated single dad, steps in. Seeing how quickly his daughter grows attached to Cyrus, he makes an unexpected request: stay for a while and be her pretend mommy. Caught between finding his own path and the family he's accidentally found, he must decide where his heart truly belongs. ˗ˏˋੈ♡ genre: romance, boys love language: english status: completed 📝 : this story is a rough draft, which means it's unedited.

"How dare they!" Kyle exclaimed, his high-pitched voice echoing off the walls. "I won't do it! I won't marry some stranger just because Daddy wants to merge businesses!" His father, Han, stood calmly, towering over Kyle. "Kyle, sweetheart, it's for the best. Leon is a good man, and this union will secure our family's future." Kyle's face turned beet red as he stomped his foot. "My rights are being misused! I'm an adult, for crying out loud! I can make my own decisions!" The door creaked open, and Leon walked in, his 6'7" frame commanding attention. His piercing gaze softened as he took in Kyle's tantrum. Kyle, still fuming, didn't notice Leon's arrival. "I won't be treated like a commodity! I'm a person, not a business deal!" Leon's lips curled into a gentle smile as he watched Kyle's antics. He approached Han, his deep voice soothing. "I think I'll take it from here, sir." Han nodded, relieved, and exited the room. Kyle, finally noticing Leon, halted his pacing. Their eyes met, and Kyle's scowl deepened. "And who are you?" Leon's calm demeanor was a stark contrast to Kyle's fury. "I'm Leon, your...betrothed."

"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

Aster wakes three years earlier, in the cramped bed he shares with Finn-his younger brother still safe, still breathing beside him. He doesn't scream. He just pulls the boy close and vows: "This time, I won't fail you." He cuts off the traitor before the knife can sink in. Silences the "friendly" actress with quiet precision. Refuses to stumble blindly into ruin again. And then he goes to find Adrian West. Cold, unreadable, and carrying a weight that feels almost inhuman, Adrian offers the same contract as before. But this time, Aster doesn't wait-he seeks him out. He signs without hesitation. ------ A/N : Former Title: "One More Time" I changed the Title. The First one was boring.

Daiki Ito never wanted trouble, but trouble always found him. And this time, it came in the form of Isaac Pavlov-a reckless, obsessive bastard who doesn't understand the word no. Isaac isn't just interested. He's watching, waiting, claiming. There's no escaping someone like him-not when he's already decided that Daiki belongs to him. It's not love. It's not hate. It's something far more dangerous. Obsession. Because once Isaac sinks his teeth in, he never fucking lets go. ------------------- MM dark romance BI / Gay awakening Fighter / Mastermind Enjoy ! <3

Adrian Wolfe has it all-money, looks and London at his feet. Wild parties, fast motorcycles and a string of broken hearts are all part of the routine. He's the billionaire heir Europe's tabloids love to hate. But when his father's health takes a deadly turn, Adrian's freedom is the first thing on the chopping block. The condition? Marry Dr. Elias Hartmann.. an elite economics professor at Oxford, known for his brutal discipline and cold charm. He's also Adrian's professor and nine years older. Now, bound by a contract and buried secrets, Adrian and Elias must navigate a fake marriage, explosive chemistry, and the haunting weight of expectation. Two worlds. One marriage. No escape.

Yunho, a soft-hearted doctor, leads a quiet, structured life-until Mingi, a charming single father from his past, walks back into it with his adorable son Sumin. What begins as casual reconnection quickly turns into shared meals, lingering glances, and gentle moments that blur the lines of friendship. While Yunho tries to protect his heart and routine, Mingi patiently stays close, letting Sumin's innocent love and their quiet dinners speak louder than words. As their worlds blend, Yunho is forced to confront the feelings he thought he buried-and decide if he's ready to let someone truly stay. Ateez Yungi | Minyun Pairing Song Mingi and Jeong Yunho Other ships : Woosan Jongsang Seongjoong Dom: Mg, Sn, Jh, Hj Sub: Yh, Wy, Ys, Sh Not related to any idols life and just a imaginary story by me.

"These scars for love, are they worth it?" What's the evidence of someone's existence? Paintings, writings... kindness? For me, it was acknowledgment. Acknowledgment of one's existence. The path to the throne was always stained in red, inked in black on the coarse pages of history. Those pages remember only those mourned or scorned- and I was neither. But I was fine with that. Because as long as your name is spoken, mine must exist somewhere, even if only on the edge of someone's lips. When I was named crown prince of Wu, the court fell into chaos. Scorned by the emperor and ignored by the empress, I clung to the Duke of Canghe, who stood by me. "If I knew you were a snake in disguise, I would have killed you that night." Three years later, the duke raised his banners in rebellion. I looked into his eyes and realized I might have lost everything-or perhaps, nothing was ever truly mine to begin with. *ORIGINAL

Vincent, a pure-blood vampire and third in line for the head position, once shared an unbreakable childhood bond with Knox, the future Alpha. But before Vincent could confess his feelings, tragedy struck-his father killed Knox's father. From that day, Knox's heart filled with hatred for Vincent and his family. Years passed. Knox rose to power as Alpha and CEO of his father's empire, while Vincent's desire only grew darker and more desperate. Determined to have Knox at any cost, Vincent begins eliminating his own brothers, clawing his way to the throne. For Vincent, love and obsession are the same-his hunger for Knox is stronger than blood, stronger than loyalty, stronger than reason. No matter how far he must fall, Vincent will hunt for his prey. And the only thing he will ever want... is Knox. Top: Alpha Knox Bottom: Vincent