Penpaling an inmate was not something Andre would ever do in his life until his best friend coaxed him into it. PREVIEW/SNEAK PEAK "W-Wait," Andre breathes as he takes a step back. Armand smiled showing his pretty teeth and dimples. They looked so much better in person was all Andre could think. He was taken away by Armand's beauty. "Mon Chéri, Did you miss me?" Armand rasped his deep tone doing something unfathomable to Andre. Taking a step inside Andre's apartment, Armand licked his lips as he followed Andre whilst closing the front door behind him. "W-When did you g-get out?" Andre quried. His heart banged loudly against his chest and his back hit lightly againt a wall as he was cornered by Armand. "Today, I came as quickly as I could, Because someone decided to pull a little stunt," Andre had thought hearing Armand on the phone was a turn-on automatically but hearing it in real life transcended him. "And h-how did you find out where I live?" Andre questioned whether he ever told Armand where he lived specifically in the city yet here he was. "Mon Chéri, enough with the questions," Armand growled clipping Andre's mouth shut. How dare he. He was lucky that he was too handsome to argue with. The camera from phones didn't do Armand no justice "Say, Andre, tilt your chin my way and part those pretty lips of yours and let me tongue fuck your mouth," he grunted making Andre gulp. Armand was very filthy on the phone calls and messages and Andre would of course entertain him but that was because he thought he would never get the chance to meet Armand in real life. Partially Armand being here was partly his fault. Because he had told the man that he wanted/thought to end their relationship. And the last thing Armand had sent was. "You're mine, Mon Chéri" Armand growled gripping Andre's chin. "Now part your lips before I bend you over," And just like that Andre parted his lips as his body trembled. Not with fear. But with excitement.

"We're brothers now. We need to take care of each other." "You want me to take care of you? That's what you want?" Notable Rankings: #1 mentaldisorder #1 urbanbxb #1 anxiety © mentallydeluged

𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢 𝙝𝙞𝙢-𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙬𝙣.

Originally named Touch Me Like A Gangster " I need a Sunday kind of love."

[Boy×Boy/ MM] Adrian Moreau has always lived life on his own terms. As the rebellious son of a powerful family. He never wanted to be part of the mafia world, but when Victor Castellano's father forces him into a deal-one that traps him in a fake relationship with the infamous mafia heir-he has no choice but to play along. Victor is cold, ruthless, and completely unreadable. He didn't want this arrangement either, but now that Adrian is in his life, he refuses to let anyone touch what's his. What starts as a forced agreement quickly turns into something much more dangerous. The lines between fake and real blur, and as Adrian gets pulled deeper into Victor's world, he realizes one thing- He might not be afraid of , his brother's bestfriend, Victor. But he should be afraid of what he's starting to feel for him. ...Under Victor's rule, Adrian might just lose everything-including himself. --- Disclaimers: This is a BxB story! Contains dark romance & mafia themes Lightly edited first draft Respectful constructive criticism is welcome! 🤍 ---

"Why do you even love me?" The words slipped out, barely above a whisper. I wasn't even sure I wanted an answer. How could Elio possibly love me? What about me was worth loving? "You made me feel something I hadn't felt since I was a teenager," he said quietly. "Maybe I'm in love with the idea of being in love with you, but it's real. You make me feel like I can breathe again. And I don't want to lose that. I don't want to lose you." Each word hit like a bullet to the chest, one after another. And for once, I couldn't find anything to say.

Nazir and Ammo are gang rivals bound by history, pride, and a deep dislike that follows them through the streets and the halls of school. Every encounter feels hostile, charged, and one step away from violence. When Nazir's best friend Bando brings him an opportunity involving one of Ammo's operations, it quickly turns into a dangerous mistake. What should have been simple goes wrong, chaos erupts, and the consequences leave scars that can't be ignored. Not long after, a fight between Nazir and Ammo at school lands them in in-school suspension. What starts as tension turns into something neither of them expected, and anger gives way to a kiss that changes everything. Determined to forget what happened, Nazir tries to move on. But the truth is unavoidable. The hate they thought defined them was never just hate. It was the beginning of something far deeper and far more dangerous.

Alexander Kane has been called a psychopath, a control freak and basically anything along those lines. Nobody understands why every year for six months, he selects a group of men to share his house for a competition for his amusement. Nor do they understand why he gives the winner a large sum of money and does it all over again. He doesn't understand it either, but wrapping people around his finger is his drug. And this year is no different. Or is it? ••• Rule #1 You will refer to the master as Daddy. Rule #13 Falling in love will lead to immediate disqualification. [This is not a BDSM story]

The dark is thrilling and I try to run away from it but he doesn't let me. He is obsessed with me and doesn't like the idea that I'm trying to push him away. I push him away till he snaps... TW: -stalking -sexual content -obsessive character -kidnapping (a bit Stockholm syndrom) -swear words -mental issues -drug abuse -light sexual abuse