【INCLUDES MATURE SCENES, READ AT OWN RISK】 Sex worker and escort, Milan O'Dair, knows all about rich people. He knows they're arrogant and extravagant and the men stink of cigars, while the women adorn themselves in the rarest of diamonds. They laugh at the poor, mock the needy and love to use him like a toy; fun for the time being but then easily forgotten. But that was the job, and at the end of the day rich people liked to flaunt their wealth to anyone who would pay attention, so they paid a lot for his services meaning the money was good and exactly what he needed. No one said it was easy to get by in the world, so if it took a bit of pain and tears then Milan was just going to have to tough it out. Besides, soon enough he would become a world famous painter, he was sure of it, he just needed to keep creating. And when living in a city like London and being very much estranged from his family, while also needing to afford expensive paints and canvases, so he didn't lose the only thing in his life that gave him any passion or meaning, money was a necessity and it helped to have it in excess. Then one day, Milan meets a mysterious man, at a gala dinner, who tips his world upside down. A God among mere mortals, who exudes such beauty that neither man, nor woman, nor other can resist his charms, a specimen like none other. No one knows anything about him, but that he is rich beyond belief and that you must never cross him. He is power, he is strength, and he is wealth. He is Valencio Osiris. ~~~~~~~~~ 'He looked like a lamb caught amongst wolves, but there was a fire in my little lamb's eyes, like he wouldn't allow himself to get eaten and I decided I just had to see if I could get a small bite.' ~~~~~~~~~ T R I G G E R W A R N I N G S: - mentions of sexual assault and trauma ~~~~~~~~

"Why are you staring at me like that?" "Like what?" "Like you want to tear off my clothes." "And what if I do?" ~~~ Kingsley didn't believe in love. All he wanted was a single night with his incredibly hot boss, Lorenzo, that he had spent a year lusting over. When Lorenzo starts reciprocating Kingsley's advances, the man believes his fantasy will finally come true. But the corporate world isn't forgiving, and there are many roadblocks on the way. Read how their lives get complicated as things start getting steamy. ~~~ [mxm] [marked mature for sexual content]

As Lydia rose to refill her coffee, Tristan saw an opportunity. Heart pounding, he slid under the table, crawling to Celian's side. His hands moved deliberately, trailing up Celian's thigh until the man tensed. "What are you doing?" Celian hissed under his breath, his voice low and strained. Tristan smirked. "Just enjoy." Before Celian could stop him, Tristan freed his semi-hard length, his lips grazing the tip before enveloping him completely. Celian's sharp intake of breath was followed by a low groan, his body betraying him. Lydia returned, oblivious to the tension radiating from her husband. She sipped her coffee, resuming her one-sided conversation. "Honey, are you okay?" Lydia asked, glancing at Celian's flushed face. "I'm fine," Celian stammered, his voice tight. "Just... too much work to do today." Warning this book contains: Gay Sex Age Gap Slurs Etc Enjoy xd

A break in. San didn't care. He never did. Money flowed, his empire grew, and that was enough. Or so he told himself. That was until he found a A boy-no, a young man-curled on the Persian rug by the fireplace, trembling like a leaf in a storm. Blood streaked his face, matting his dark hair and smearing across his cheekbones. His hands, clutching his knees, were stained red, and a deep gash on his leg oozed onto the rug, the fabric soaking up the crimson The boy was trouble, San knew that much, and trouble always brought chaos. Woosan story

Don't blush. It will just make you look sweeter... Whack! Smack! Slap! Xavier That sound has always made my heart flutter. Especially after a fateful game of truth or dare in college. Awkward freshman, meet dreamboat senior. Humiliating. Except I'm not in college anymore. I'm twenty-five, and inheriting my father's candy store. And that dreamboat is suddenly back in Denver. He's brought his dashing smile with him from Manhattan. Not to mention those strong hands. For one year, he's in Denver to manage a prestigious city redevelopment project. The kind of big budget thing they throw galas for. The kind of project that just might steamroll a little candy shop like mine. But when it comes to Dominick, it's not only my shop that's in trouble. If there is one man who can make me confess my desires, it's him. Desires I never thought I could speak, let alone feel... Desires that beat in my heart for him, whether I'm prepared to admit it or not. #4 - lgbt #1 - mxb

Atlas grabs my hips and pulls me close to him. "I have never wanted someone the way I want you." My heart jumps a bit and I feel tears well in my eyes. In my past, no one ever wanted me for me. It was always just sex and being a drug runner... but it's not that way with Atlas. He wants me. "Sean, look at me," Atlas begs, as I've been silent and haven't made any move to agree with him. "Do you want me in return?" I make eye contact and see the desperation and need in his eyes, which are just as watery as my own. "Say yes," he begs again, his voice cracking. "Please." The words are caught in my throat, but I can't force them out. "Sean... say yes," he pleads a final time, his voice barely above a whisper. "Say yes to me." Silence drips around us as I find the courage to open my mouth.

-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

Tanner was a normal 21 year old gay guy. With his brown hair, beautiful green eyes and stunning smile he's got all the guys craving for a piece of him. But what happens when during a fun night out he gets, for lack of better words, kidnapped. After a few weeks of being used for some sick mans personal pleasure Tanner starts to give up hope of every getting home to his family and friends. But when the kidnapper ,Scott, brings his son to tanner, hoping he finds the same pleasure in using tanner's body as he does, he finds the need not to use him but love him. Care for him. Help him. Will he be able to help Tanner behind his fathers back or will things take a turn for the worse? Find out in Kidnappers Son.

Draco Malfoy was raised to be the epitome of an obedient omega prince-beautiful, submissive, and destined for nothing more than marriage and heirs. In the Malfoy Dynasty, omegas are nothing but prized possessions, but Draco craves more. He dreams of breaking the chains of tradition, of choosing his own fate. Harry Potter is a conqueror, an Alpha feared across kingdoms, a warlord who has never bowed before any man, woman, or omega. Until Draco. When war and destiny bring them together, Draco defies every expectation, and Harry finds himself willing to shatter his own legend for the only omega who could ever bring him to his knees. In a world where power is everything, will their love be strong enough to change fate itself?

During summer vacation after his fifth year at Hogwards, Harry can't stop thinking about something he overheard Draco say... that Draco has a crush on Harry... maybe even more than a crush. Now Harry is obsessed with making sense of it all and he can't wait to get back to Hogwarts to confront Malfoy about it. But will he do it? Will he be able to? Of course none of that changes the hatred he feels towards Malfoy, nothing could lessen it, but Harry'll discover that maybe something else can coexist with hate. All my works are posted mainly on: AO3: archiveofourown.org/users/iguer and Tumblr: ikvero.tumblr.com