"I Can Make You Call Me Daddy" "You Sure About That?" "Better Yet, Zaddy" Donté Phillips Is One Of The Most Sophisticated, Dumb, Person You Can Ever Meet. He Gets All The Girls, All The Haters, And Even All Gays And Lesbians Attention, That It Ain't No Way To Explain. He So Full Of Himself. That He Got Every Each Of Them Calling Him Zaddy. But That Changed When He Tries To Get The Next Gay Boy He Sets His Eyes On, Adonis. Adonis William Is The Most Calm Person. He Kept To Himself, Kept His Head In His Books, But Some Of His Friends Think He Should Loosen Up. After A Little Meet Up With The One And Only, Donté, He Made His Business To Stay Away From Him, But Donté Have Something Else In Mind, Making Him Call Him Zaddy.

a Euphoria fanfic with an alternate story than the show where rue and maddy are brought together.

Joseline owns the cabaret 'The Velvet Sin' and the power that comes with it. She's indulged in many women, but none have ever made her pause... until Jayda. Jayda, known on stage as Hustla, is younger, bold, and everything Joseline didn't plan to want. What starts as favoritism turns into protection. Protection turns into possession. And possession turns into love neither of them can outrun. As jealousy spreads through the cabaret, lies are told, lines are crossed, and loyalty is tested. Everyone has something to say but Joseline only has eyes for one. It's a Messy. Slowburn. Dangerous. Romantic. And when Joseline wants something... she never lets it go.

He suddenly pulled me roughly against his muscled chest, smiling as he knew that he had the upper hand,"Why won't you meet my eyes, Charlie?",he asked with that oh so sexy voice of his that sent shivers down my spine. Good shivers. "L-let me go",I pleaded,"I've got work to do". "It'll take only a snap of my fingers and you'll be unemployed". "I know that",I cleared my throat,"I'm gonna be late". His hold on my waist tightened and he rose his brow,"Why the rush? You are mine". "I'm not yours". He chuckled,"I love this stubborn part of you but let's face it, you belong to me". He leaned in, his breath brushing my neck lightly. I gulped down the immense pleasure that shot through me just from having him close. He was right. I was already too deeply involved with this annoyingly good looking man. I couldn't help it. I guess I do belong to the billionaire after all. • Charlie Garrett is a twenty year old man who works at his family's bakery during the weekend and at an art studio during the week. He doesn't like troublesome things. He's a guy with an easy-going and peaceful life but everything changes when he finds an injured man at the back of the bakery one Saturday night. Charlie belongs to the billionaire. If you touch him, you'll get your hands chopped off. Literally. #1 in lgbt [ 23rd December, 2019 ]. #1 in age gap [ 09 January, 2020 ]. #1 in gaycouple [ 21st January, 2020 ]. #1 in gayromance [ 25th January, 2020 ]. #1 in gaylove [ 04th February, 2020 ]. #2 in mature [ 11th February, 2020 ] #6 in possessive [ 25th December, 2019 ]. #3 in boylove [ 30th December, 2019 ]. #2 in bisexual [ 30th December, 2019 ]. #10 in gay [ 23rd January, 2020 ]. #16 in manxman [ 29th July, 2020 ].

Shiii happens when you text the wrong number... Started: February Finished: June

A provocative young woman-child becoming increasingly insolent over the course of the story, with a new job and an authoritarian boss who is difficult to read. What could go wrong? IMPORTANT: It is important to research the DDLG universe and understand its themes before reading this story, as it may not be suitable for all audiences. All valid criticisms are accepted as long as they are made with respect I am French and I am writing in English to improve my level, so please excuse any mistakes! I hope you will enjoy my story