💔 Alex Sinclair can't touch his wife anymore. The marriage is crumbling, and he's desperate for answers. When his wife's friend suggests a sex therapist, Alex agrees-anything to fix himself. But he never expected Arian Delvin. Sharp. Disarming. Too pretty for his own good. And in one charged session after another, Arian sees straight through him... unlocking cravings Alex doesn't understand. He came for help. He left with hands on his body, lips on his skin- and a secret that could destroy everything. ⸻ 🔥 He loves his wife. But it's a man who makes him feel alive again. So who is Alex, really?

Secret Series #1 Raven is the only son of the President of the country, making him the center of attention at all times. With a multitude of bodyguards always hovering around him, Raven's life was never straightforward, even though he yearned for some freedom. Suddenly, a new character stepped into the picture, his new bodyguard, Hunt, who was not only annoyingly attractive, but also Raven's source of envy. Why is this man so attractive? Raven thought in annoyance.

Kyler thought returning to Valle Florencia, a serene flower village where his grandfather lives, would be the perfect fresh start after his career in the city collapsed. Surrounded by endless flower fields and a peaceful rural life, he hoped to rebuild himself. However his plans for new life quickly wither when Evan, the charming village police officer, mistakenly arrests him for trespassing in his own grandfather's house.

In a society where blue is classified for boys and pink for the girls, Shiloh Ching Escarra struggled during his childhood when he discovered his fondness for the toys and colors that were only labeled for the girls. Despite confining himself in the darkness, Brent Matthew Jarsdel, his roommate and the son of his mother's friend, gradually peeked through his thick walls and found a way to paint his world according to what color he genuinely prefers. In the midst of those unexplainable feelings, confusions, and judgements, Brent was willing to risk it all; to fight for the love he unexpectedly found; to build him a home where his true colors would finally be accepted.

A love letter, a confession, and a blossoming heart. I got nothing to lose, only my heart to break.

Rava Weston is the definition of the ideal son. He follows the rules, smiles when he should, and never causes trouble. His future is laid out-while he has just enough space to secretly chase his own quiet dreams of becoming a teacher, so long as he plays the role his parents expect. But when he's forced to attend a family summit back in Italy, everything starts to unravel. Because Gio Fontana will be there. Gio is reckless, magnetic, too rich for his own good. He's got cops who know him by name, and NOT because they're friends. His motorcycle is his greatest love, and rules don't seem to apply to him. He has a reputation that makes fathers lock their doors. Especially Rava's father. Rava and Gio, never got along. But this time, the tension feels like hunger more than hate. And as the days stretch on, Rava's perfectly safe world starts to slip through his fingers, because what's building between him and Gio is forbidden. Not just risky. And it might be the first real thing Rava's ever felt. 🥇 #1 - gay 🥇 #1 - rivals 🥇 #1 - enemiestolovers 🥇 #1 - forbiddenlove 🥇 #1 - lgbtfiction 🥇 #1 - bxb 🥇 #1 - bl 🥇 #1 - bxblove 🥇 #1 - boyxboy 🥇 #1 - biker 🥇 #1 - Italy 🥇 #1 - denial 🥇 #1 - angst 🥇 #1 - gaylove 🥇 #1 - gayfiction 🥇 #1 - fluffy 🥇 #1 - mxm 🥇 #1 - bisexual 🥇 #1 - gaycouple 🥇 #1 - love 🥇 #1 - mlm 🥇 #1 - funny 🥇 #1 - obsession 🥇 #1 - lgbtromance 🥇 #1 - traveling 🥇 #1 - fatalattraction 🥇 #1 - grumpyxsunshine 🥇 #1 - slowburn 🥇 #1 - queer Also available on Amazon, physical and Kindle version ✅ (with bonus spicy chapters)

Daemon is a striaght man, that is 27 years old. He owns a club named "Pulse" which welcomes everyone. Daemon is flithy rich and loves to go out, get f*cked up and repeat. He regularly takes whatever girl that shows interest and is sexy, petite, hot, long hair to the back of his club and fucks her until she passes out because thats his type. Well that is until he meets Mateo.

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!

tw's: mentions of past child abuse and neglect, internalized homophobia that's worked through, panic attacks, mentions of past bullying and being left out due to being diagnosed as autistic at a young age

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?"