"I like to pull on your hair, see you struggle to breathe, watch you reach your climax and then stop you from reaching your high." He said all of that without stopping and that made me shake in my fucking boots. "I-I, no?" I wasn't sure what to say when someone approaches you for a job and says that. "I don't like when people say no to me. I will be respected. You, Miles Stevenson, will respect me." His voice was cold as ice. His stare froze my insides. He got up from his desk and walked over to me in strong strides in a matter of seconds. He was dangerously attractive, his voice and tone were filled with a Russian accent, but it was barely there. Online, it read that his family was from Russia, he was born here but moved to America at the young age of 3. "You're a cute, small pet. I think I'll be taking you." He talked with no fear in his voice, he was straight-forward when he talked. His large hand came up to my face and his thumb stroked my cheek and then moved back to my hair and tugged on it a bit. I nudged my head back as a moan came out my throat and past my lips. "There we go, you little masochist." He licked his lips and came down to my neck, kissing my sensitive skin. My hands flew up to his chest but he smacked them away and grabbed them. Placing them above my head, his smirk only grew when I closed my eyes and groaned as his leg went up against my growing manhood. --- That got Hot. Maybe you should read the rest and find out what happens between a 22-year-old and hot Russian Millionaire Don. Or the one with a cute genius boy who just got out of a long term relationship comes for a job as an assistant with an older Russian Millionaire who doesn't take shit from anyone. {Gayyy, Slight S/m & Russian hotties) -- Ranks: #1 in #Death #1 in #TroyeSivan #1 in #Sadist #1 in #Masochist #1 in #Mobster #1 in #boyxman #1 in #gayfiction #1 in #Gay #1 in #Russia #1 in #Gayromance #1 in #LGBT -- Started: February 5th, 2020 Ended: June 4th, 2020

Join Carl, as he is awaken suddenly from a deep sleep to find out that his teenage lover, Ben, is caught by him having an affair with his brother, Jessie. Follow them as their stories gets deeper, revealing family history and secrets as they encounter Eremiel and Zepar; two entities that will turn their realities upside down. Carl is the younger brother of Jessie, he's at the point of his life where he has to make the decision whether to go to the local college or an over state or overseas college. But knowing his parents he knew it didn't matter what she chose; all his parents wants is for him and Jessie to take over the family business once they're gone. Jessie is the older brother of Carl, with his serious demeanor and idealistic way of thinking he normally plans out his days before starting it. Being that he is no longer in school he had taken it upon himself to stay with Carl as he watches over, being that he's the older his parents trusted hi. with the house and with dealing with family affairs. Ben is the lover of Carl, and the only child his parents has, being that his parents are never home and when they are they will treat him like another business transaction. Normally when he's alone he would go over to Carl's and Jessie's house, but being that Jessie kinda dislikes a lot; he would normally turn him away from the door or wouldn't answer it if he knows it's him. Which causing him to lead to the idea of seeking into the window of Carl's room which has become a norm to him.

Skylar Hall can't remember a single time in his life that he has had his shit together. His brother, Jessie Hall, is the complete opposite. The guy is outgoing, has excellent grades, and tons of friends. Of course, Skylar has friends too, but they have a tendency to get him into trouble. Jessie has good friends. Well, except one. His best friend, Ashton Rivera. That guy sucks, Skylar can't remember a single time in his life he could stand him. He just loves to get a rise out of Skylar, loves to piss him off to no end. The fact that they hooked up once is his main ammunition, and it drives Skylar insane. The things he'd do for that guy to leave him alone for good. Skylar, on the other hand, is an addict with absolutely no self preservation and far too many enemies to count. He gets horrible grades, and participates in even worse stunts for his friend's channel online. He is basically injured at all times, and has racked up enough money in hospital bills for his dad-Mayor Vince Hall-to finally get fed up. So, after a series of bad choices, Skylar is told that one more incident will result in him being kicked out of the house. He doesn't take the threat all that seriously, until Jessie-his only protection-is accepted into a college hours away and will be leaving him. That guy vouching for him is basically the only reason that Skylar's dad has put up with his least favorite son's shenanigans all these years. So, the threat starts to feel more real. Then, it happens, and the only person left for Skylar to rely on is Ashton Rivera-who he begins to realize has some serious secrets. Secrets not even Jessie knows. Secrets that become Skylar's new mission to investigate every detail of. - [!!WARNINGS!! This book will deal with serious topics such as addiction and crime. It was somewhat inspired by my book Stalemate so it will hold some similarities to that as well! Also there's probably going to be a decent amount of violence and even more sexual content.]

In a world where witches and werewolves have been enemies for centuries, young witch Tristian faces an unexpected dilemma when he falls for Tyler, the shy, reluctant heir to an Alpha werewolf pack. Forbidden to pursue a bond, they uncover a prophecy about the Moonstone-a legendary gem that could end the bloodshed between their worlds forever. Determined to claim their chance at happiness, Tristian and Tyler set out on a journey filled with dark magic, ancient secrets, and fierce trials designed to test their very souls. As they draw closer to the elusive Moonstone, they find themselves facing difficult choices, haunted by the question: Will this journey bring them the unity and peace they seek, or will the Moonstone's power consume them, shattering their hopes and their worlds in the process?

Larkin Vance is a 17-year-old, gay young man who is a Tiger shifter. He meets his mate once Larkin and his family have moved to a new town and state, and move into a pack with different shifters. Larkin has two dad's, three older brothers, one younger brother, and one younger sister. Cole Carter is the future Alpha of his pack 'Blood Moon' that is filled with different types of shifters. He is 21-years-old, gay werewolf. He meets his mate when the Vance family moves to his pack. Has his mum, dad, and three younger brothers.

Branson Williams, it's his last year in school, and he finds out who his mate is this year. He is openly gay, so he's not surprised when his mate turns out to be a guy, but he is surprised when the guy he can't stand the most is his. Noah Everett is stepping into his Alpha role, still no sign of a mate. He grew up his whole life assuming his best friend would be his, and when the time came it showed that she wasn't. But her annoying little brother? The boy he can't stand? Turns out to be his mate. How the hell are they suppose to make that work?

Hakan, a fierce native american warrior and alpha Elu, the first male omega Christóbal , viking, blond and alpha of Nordic conquering the new world Editing in progress...Grammar kinda sucks !

"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...