"But you can call me master my pretty little angel." Angel is only nineteen years old. He's studying law and is a really good writer. He doesn't drink or smoke. Angel not a really sexually guy... In fact he's still a virgin, but something really soon might change that. Mason, 25 years old, owns his own business and is highly appreciated. Never has he been the one to chase after what or who he wants, he always have them chasing after him. But that all changes when he meets Angel and only God knows what he'll do to get him as his to submissive.

"From now on, you're Zan Lorenzo." "My dear husband, why am I the one taking your last name?" Lorenzo asked while pulling his hand away. "You're mine in this plan." The tiger said while leaning back into his chair. His actions oozed off a manly vibe. "I cannot be claimed but I guess for you, I'll make an exception." Lorenzo said with a smirk. "Consider yourself lucky then, Mr. Yifan. I'll be yours obediently in this play until it ends." - warning - this book will contain sensitive topics, bxb, smut. read at your own risk - storyline is completely mine so please don't steal this book again, i don't consent to my work being copied)

He craved him. He craved for his love and every inch of his affection. He craved him like an obsessed fool. He craved him even while he knew how much he feared him. - Mature and Violent Themes - read at your own risk.

(BL) Mack is a nervous romantic whose only passions are the gym and an urge to find the love of his life. He runs into a problem when the person he decides to fall for is his drug addicted boss who hates romance and relationships. But contrary to finding this out, Mack still tries his hardest to get his boss, Dominic Miller, to give him a chance even though Dominic insists it'll never happen. But that wont stop Mack from working to get at least just one date. Two different personalities, one with a history the other has yet to learn, and the other with a heart too big for his chest. Will they ever figure it out? (Warning: story includes intense smutt scenes, drug abuse, and domestic violence. Reader discretion is advised.)

When Mylo Heather finds himself lost at a party his friend convinced him to attend, he searches high and low for his friends that have ran off to their own corners. When searching he comes across the party host's brother, Miguel Andorran. He's sexy beyond belief, and shirtless, and wants Mylo. It's only a matter of time he gets what he wants... Oh and did I forget to mention? He's a dominant. [WARNING]: Will at some point in the very near future contain sex scenes. This is BDSM! If you no like, you have no soul! *cough cough* I mean piss off. *cough cough* I mean the exits that way. *cough cough* I have a cold! *sniffles* :'(

Milo loves sex, parties and alcohol. He adores the thrill of being young, wild and mateless. He has witnessed his family and friends find their mates, settling down and living happily ever after. But this has never appealed to Milo. He wants to be a free spirit forever. That's until Milo's mate walks in on him at a sex party. Not only is Milo getting fucked into oblivion by another male but the mate-bond he refused to believe even existed is now shattering around him. He's never known such heartbreak for someone he's never met before and now he's convinced it is broken beyond repair. Nate already has enough to worry about and now he's faced with the pain of seeing his mate being intimate with someone else. Someone that isn't him. The memory forever engraved into his mind. With both of them battling silent insecurities, they struggle to understand how they could ever possibly work out their issues when their lives are so fundamentally different. Can Milo and Nate sort through their differences to give each other a chance at true love? 18+

▪︎A single father who has given up on love and put a pause on his life to give his daughter everything she could ever dream of and somehow keeping her humble, innocent and pure of hurt. ▪︎A bodyguard who wants nothing more than to confess his love to the man he dreams about every night but feels as if his feelings will be in vain and never reciprocated. ▪︎A gang leader turned mafia leader who wants a big family and a peaceful life outside of the mafia but leaving the life he's been in for more than 7 years won't be a walk in the park. _________________________________________________________________ ♤ ◇ ▪︎Descriptions Are Overrated... ♡ ♧ READ.THE.TAGS

When good meets really, really, really bad. ****** Daniel Harper is down on his luck as he struggles to pay for his sophomore year at NYU. After a failed attempt at selling drugs, he gets offered a deal too good to be true: Date the heir to the Vittori mafia. Lucien Vittori is New York's playboy and future heir to the Vittori mafia. After being matched to a stranger he finds alluring, Lucien has now set his eyes on a no one but Daniel. And he'll be sure to take full advantage of him. <trigger warning for this story>

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]

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"