"Don't ever think that we're friends." Avyugh gritted. "Aw, I thought we were past that," Alarion grinned, taking up Avyugh's space. "I will make you mine. That's a promise." -- Alarion Hatchet-Yari is a vampire, and vampires hardly come across their mate, and have them be human. Fate is twisted even more so when his mate's the one he least expects. Avyugh Moha is the epitome of average. Average in looks. Average in studies. Average in sports. He was an average human being who couldn't help but be envious of Alarion Hatchet-Yari for being everything he couldn't be. Throw in some high-school drama with a mix of supernaturalism. Surprises awaited them both.

The war is nearly over. But peace is still out of reach. The capital has fallen. The Emperor has fled. Chaos spreads across the land as rebel forces scramble to solidify their fragile victory. In the aftermath, I'm given a mission: extract vital intel from the most dangerous prisoner in our custody - the Emperor's most feared assassin. He's ruthless, unbreakable... and the only one who can help end this war. And I must make him talk. A tense, emotional adventure with boy x boy romance. ⚠️ Contains references to wartime violence and a romantic relationship between two men, including intimate scene.

When Killian's parents find out that he's gay, they decide to send him to Constance Academy in hopes of fixing him. Nicknamed Conversion Academy, the brutal school is known to the students for it's harsh methods implemented to change their behaviors. Kaz Warrick is a problem student who gets a kick out of pissing off the faculty of the Academy, drawing Killian into his outrageous schemes. Killian quickly comes to realize that he's in over his head as he and his classmates fight a battle against the staff that's trying to break their spirits and change who they are. Cover by: @_ebonyjayne

The last time I'd seen him shirtless was years ago when we were still friends - before puberty. I was so focused on his body that I didn't move when he lowered his shirt. I froze at the same time he did, his eyes meeting mine. --------- Jax Wilson and Rocco Denver are like fire on fire - only bad things could come out of their rivalry and deep-rooted hatred for each other. When Rocco disappears, Jax is convinced he is up to nothing good. But when he does find him, it only leads to more questions. Who is he looking for, Rocco or himself? Will he find either, even if it means leaving everything safe behind?

Lucas Sawyer has gotten used to being forgotten. His twin brother Mark, captain and star quarterback, everyone's favorite, gets the spotlight. Lucas doesn't drink, he doesn't smoke, he doesn't go to parties. His life is safe and logical, and that's exactly how he likes it. But when his brother's football rival and worst enemy, Damien Castillo, starts work at the same small bakery, everything changes. Damien is Lucas' worst nightmare: an arrogant heartbreaker with a bad reputation, who threatens to ruin all his careful plans. Lucas hates him. Right? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story was inspired by @hipstateasee's "Knight", and I have her permission. All credit to her for the great premise!

BOYxBOY || ACTION || ROMANCE || FANTASY || LGBT Wickeds have grown to a whopping 3% of the entire U.S. population. No one knows where they originated, or how they came to be. Some contest that they were ever human at all, but 'Demon spawn', or 'sons of Satan'. Sometimes they're just simple college students, making their way in the bustling city of Seattle. It's been three years since Kailan Tsai and Vincent O'Connor have seen each other's faces. After their dramatic pasts, they were separated by fate itself, only to be reunited once again--and under the same roof, at that. Rekindling their friendship would be an easy task at hand, but deep emotions lie beneath calm waters. Can they survive in a world set on destroying them, or will they bite back? In a world of wickeds, nothing is absolute.

There are some dreams that you wish were reality and some pieces of reality you desperately wish to be a dream. But we cannot undo the things that have been done. They can sometimes be fixed, changed and even forgotten. But then there are some things that cannot be fixed. That cannot be changed. And most certainly should never be forgotten.

-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

"Are you going to jump off the bridge now or not?" "Are you going to stop me if I said yes?" "Of course not," "Then, what would you do?" "Probably count you off," "Wow," "Do you want me to count?" "No," "Why not?" "Because I'm not going to jump off the flippin' bridge!" *** Joshua Goldmann was seemingly the perfect boy of the perfect small town, Willowcreeks. Even so, he found himself on the edge of an abandoned bridge on one fateful night. It was supposed to be the end, not the beginning

"You're lying." Zavier spoke so low that even he barely heard his words himself. "Huh?" He picked up the volume of his voice this time, "You're lying." "No I'm not." "Okay, so if I was to come this close-" Zavier lifted Isaac's face by his chin and brought his face close to his. "- You would feel nothing." Isaac's nerves began to rise a bit, but maybe it was because of the alcohol that he wasn't terrified, "Yes. Exactly that." He agreed. "Even if our lips-" Zaviers lips brushed his, increasing his heart rate rapidly. It didn't last long, but it was enough to send Isaac's mind into a frenzy. "-brushed like this, you wouldn't feel anything." Isaac couldn't trust his voice, so just nodded, being full aware of the fact his cheeks were most definitely glowing red. "You lie a lot Isaac." Zavier whispered against his lips and leaned closer, making it look like he was about to close the gap. Isaac's eyes closed, expecting a pair of lips to meet his, but he was instead met with a bit of breeze from Zavier leaning backwards. A story where two boys find they have more in common than they'd like to think.