Dallas hates his brother's best friend, Grayson Scott. He's annoying, rude and always makes fun of him for no reason. But everything changes when they share a drunken kiss... (BoyxBoy)

"You look a bit pale, Alex. Struggling?" Isaac grinned, blowing smoke directly into my face just to taunt me. I glared upwards at him, raising my hand to give the middle finger and stood up. I ignored him as best I could, but the line between staying calm and ramming my fist across his unfairly perfect face was beginning to blur... --- Special Agent Alexander Cameron-Rivera has spent nearly three years surviving the FBI, and nearly three years enduring Isaac Fox. Isaac has a lethal temper, a massive ego, and a habit of driving Alex absolutely insane. They were never meant to get along. But they were never meant to face a case like this, either. When a gruesome murder escalates into a full-blown national crisis, the two frenemies are forced to lock down, team up, and drop the weapons they usually aim at each other. Trapped in a web of deadly twists, action-packed fights, and deep-seated secrets, they quickly realize this mission will change everything. It's not just a case anymore. It's a survival tactic. And somewhere between the gunfire and the adrenaline, the ice between them is starting to melt. Warning for injury detail and use of weapons. (MLM) . . . 🥇#1 peak - 23/06/26 🥇#1 casesolving - 23/06/26 🥇#1 gayshipsareyayships - 23/07/26 🥈#2 funnyromance - 29/06/26 @_ca0imhe 2026

It's a BL Love story with a little bit of darkness inside 💠 ( It's My Original Work Not A Fanfiction) _________________________________________ A marriage he couldn't remember, a person he couldn't place in his mind, and an unspoken bond that would shackle him in ways he never imagined. His indifference to love was shattered in one reckless moment, and suddenly, he was caught in a web of obsession that was slowly suffocating him. •••••••• "You think you can run away from me?" The voice was dark, dripping with menace. The man moved closer, his breath hot against Vishal's ear. "After everything that happened that night in that hotel... you're dreaming." Vishal barely had time to react before he was slammed against the wall, the impact stunning him. His breath hitched, but the man's gaze never wavered-intense, unwavering, as if he owned him completely. His hands gripped Vishal's wrists, pinning him in place. Vishal struggled, but the man was relentless. The cold, calculating intensity in his eyes sent a shiver down Vishal's spine. His will to resist was slipping away, crushed under the weight of the promise in the man's voice. The man's lips brushed against his ear, a final whisper that made Vishal's blood run cold. "I won't divorce you. Not in this life. Not in any other life." ( Coming soon ) ___ Boxer/Doctor X Russian Mafia Enemies To Lovers Contract Marriage Drama x Humour Revenge Sunshine meets Mr Grumpy Possessive lover Bl ( Boy's love)

The cross hangs low on his neck, taunting me. I watch him as he clenches his fist, as though his restraint could snap at any minute. His eyes are shut tightly and there's a slight furrow on his brow I grind slightly on his lap and he lets out a low groan and for a moment, I can see clearly what I want. I want Elias Grayson to beg me. I want this facetious and ridiculously poised man, who feigns to be above worldly pleaure, to get on his knees and beg me to touch him. -☆- The idea that God does not differentiate is a myth. Set in a rigid, high-end school where money and power rule everything, a podcast rattled the grace of many. Disguised under the name of God, it revealed the true colors of Valemont High. The darkness hidden beneath the cloak was stripped bare for all to see. And as its views skyrocketed, the demand to unmask this "god" became more and more outrageous.

𝗞𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗻𝘁 has always believed Neelkanth Rawat is nothing more than his best friend. The possessive bastard who gets jealous too easily. The hothead who starts fights over nothing. The boy who's always somewhere behind him. Kahan has never asked why. He thinks it's childish. For he doesn't know how far that quiet, childish possessiveness can go. That he was 𝗵𝗶𝘀. Even if it 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝.

The country belongs to the Brars. Everybody fears their power. For fifty years, one family has ruled India with blood on its hands and the nation beneath its heel. Away from it all, Kyan has spent his whole life surviving by staying invisible until one reckless night places him directly against the dictator's son The face of a regime. And the beginning of a madness he would never outrun.

"I used to save lives with these hands, Devansh. But looking at you... all I want to do is tear down this entire kingdom just to keep you against my chest." Before he became Prime Minister, Kabir Mehra was a brilliant pediatrician . He traded his medical coat for the brutal arena of geopolitics, a man forged in agony and blackmailed into power after holding his own daughter's bleeding body in a chaotic trauma bay. He swore his heart was dead, meant only for cold statecraft. Then came the injection of pure adrenaline straight into his veins. "Fire me if my identity is a liability to your administration, Prime Minister. But do not look at me like I am something to be hidden away." Devansh Joshi is twenty-two, breathtakingly brilliant, and abandoned by his family for who he loves. He just needed a job to survive, but the moment his eyes lock with the doctor-turned-leader, a fatal diagnosis is written in the stars. Their proximity is a beautiful poison. From a breathless collision in a turbulent sky to the burning friction of matching crimson silk in a crowded ballroom, Kabir loses his sanity to a possessive obsession. He will dismantle the laws of a nation to shield Devansh from an orthodox world, but who will shield Devansh from the dark hunger of a man who has starved in isolation for four agonizing years? "You are my sickness and my cure, Devansh. Let the entire country burn in the background. I am never letting you go." In the cutthroat theater of absolute power, a love this consuming flatlines your entire world. Can Kabir save his crown, his daughter's life, and his forbidden lover? Or will this darkest obsession prove to be a love that kills them both while they are still breathing?

(ENEMIES TO LOVERS) (BXB) Everyone at school knows Ace Caldwell: The Bad Boy who was expelled from his last school for fighting. They also know Charlie Harrington: The Gay Nerd turned punching bag since he was outed in the tenth grade. When they are assigned to sit next to each other in science class, they start off on the wrong foot. But as time goes by, chemistry seems to get in the way.

【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 ~~~~~~~~

Ten years ago, Rick Parker lost the person who meant everything to him. Now fate brings Detective Aaron Lake back into his life-during a murder investigation that forces them to confront both the past they buried and the feelings they never truly left behind. A slow-burn detective romance about trust, second chances, and a love that survived ten years apart.