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Ezra Mickaya, Lycan, and soon-to-be alpha. He is sunshine and happiness personified. Nothing is too hard or too complicated for him to handle. He is ready to take on the next stage of his life, and at 24 he is ready for a mate. Optimistic. Hopeful. Excited. Three words to describe how he felt before he met his fated match. Broken. Worthless. Forgotten. Three words to describe how he felt after he met his fated match. Ezra is the oldest of six children, which means he keeps a lot to himself. Including the heartbreak of a rejection. Yet he somehow found his way to move forward even if he continued to suffer in silence. Ezra has fully convinced himself that he is meant to live this long life completely alone. After the rejection, nothing felt good to him anymore. No longer did he sleep with random men. Or want a meaningless relationship. Ezra truly believed that this life was his to live alone... Or was it? Will Ezra finally get the love story he's wanted since he was a kid?

Allorian's read all about the shady business of selling one's body to a vampire on the internet - and looked up a good agency so he won't get into any trouble. At least that's his plan, but since when do things go according to plan? Explicit content. Don't read if you are a minor. M-rated. Shoutout to @sp-ri-ng for the amazing cover! I love it :D - WARNINGS I've received some feedback that the relationship portrayed is abusive; just as a trigger warning. There is no (with a single exception) pain for the sake of harming anyone. I'd say it is more on the forceful side, especially with the vampire-setting, and the vampire may act questionable and egocentric. Also, depression and I'd say a suicidal tendency do come up (briefly) because of these thoughtless interactions. And, uh, "Stockholm Syndrome" was mentioned, but also in the context of an overall enjoyable read. - Finished story. There are two sequels. The first is called "Blood Sucker" and about their life after the epilogue, and the second one's called "My Blood Donor". It tells the story from Dael's POV (not finished). XOXO T.

"I want to fuck you." My body stilled as I gulped, trying to hydrate my dry throat. "W-what?" "I said I want to fuck you, Professor," he said as he took a taunting step closer, causing him to hover over me, making me feel smaller. His predatory gaze swept over me, causing me to gulp yet again. This man wanted me, and he wanted me now. ____________ Professor Kelly Roman, spends all his time drowning in work; teaching mathematics, tutoring his students, going home and repeating the cycle. There is nothing more to that, that's his life and that's what he is satisfied with. But what happens when a new student comes along and interferes with that daily routine? A student that most teachers tend to avoid, to fear...but why? Kelly doesn't understand but he also doesn't care, all he cares about is work. So what happens when that new student takes a liking to the professor? Will Professor Kelly push him away like he always does with people who want him, or will he be devoured by the mysterious student?

He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in. Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-" Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard. The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable. "Y-you should-" "Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?" Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled. "Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises. "Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on. Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?" Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that." "That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey. ~'~ WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Matteo Bailey and Ruben Starling were never supposed to get along. As two rising solo artists at the peak of their careers, their rivalry was the stuff of tabloid gold-snide remarks in interviews and a fan-fueled firestorm of competition. But somewhere between the chaos of the music industry and the relentless pressure of fame, their animosity gave way to something unexpected: a tentative friendship built on late-night conversations, shared frustrations, and an unspoken understanding no one else could offer. As the world speculates about their every move, Matteo and Ruben must figure out what truly matters-and how much of themselves they're willing to risk for the connection they never saw coming. Enemies. Friends. Something more? Fame changes everything. © yuanjia 2025 Highest Rankings: #1 slowburn out of 84k stories #1 friendstolovers out of 51.7k stories #1 gayfiction out of 27.7k stories #1 singer out of 19.9k stories #1 lgbtromance out of 788 stories #1 bxbromance out of 232 stories #2 gayromance out of 28.9k stories #3 gay out of 391k stories #3 wattpride out of 18.6k stories #5 lgbtlove out of 17.8k stories #9 pride out of 29.4k stories #9 queer out of 18.7k stories #10 gayfiction out of 28.7k stories

Aris' entire life changes when he discovers he has a heart condition that could be fatal if he doesn't receive a transplant. Eager to speed up the process and attempt to go into private hospital care, he takes on all different jobs to put away every penny he has to save his life. When the chance to become a nanny to a sassy five year old girl arises, Aris knows he's out of his depth with lack of experience. But when he finds out the employer is willing to pay fifteen hundred a week, it's an offer he cannot turn down. Nick is a grumpy, single father who cannot juggle the work-life balance. Desperate to find someone to help look after his daughter, Elodie, to give him the chance to launch his new business app. All he wants is someone he can trust. As Aris walks into his life and straight into this job, Nick is adamant he won't last a day with his cheeky daughter who has no filter. But when an unlikely friendship grows and Aris works his way into Elodie's heart, Nick notices something is beginning to spark in his too-despite telling himself to keep their relationship professional. Lines begin to blur with family outings and endless late nights. Aris knows he needs a new heart but he didn't expect Nick to completely steal it instead. TROPES - single dad / nanny - grumpy / sunshine - Aris falls first, Nick falls fucking harder - forced proximity - chronic disease/illness rep - spicy scenes - dual POV

Nikolas Bellucci Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it-I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine. His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind. What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess. But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want. Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa. I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games-it's all supposed to be beneath me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken. Aleksandr Mikhailov Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art-beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good. I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes. Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered. Nikolas fights me, yes-but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely. My printsessa.

【INCLUDES MATURE SCENES, READ AT OWN RISK】 Leandor's life is quite literally turned upside down when a mysterious inhuman man decides Leandor will make the perfect pet. He could try to fight his captor of course but every time he thinks to do so, he wonders to himself, what does he really have to go back to?