"So... where were you, little kitty?" His voice was quiet, too quiet... each word slicing through the air as he flipped through the papers without even looking up. "I-I was..." My voice broke, barely a whisper. Something about his calm made him even scarier. He finally set the papers aside, eyes lifting to meet mine. "You look nervous." The corner of his mouth twitched.. not quite a smile. "Don't be. I don't hurt good boys." That tone... gentle, dangerous, patient. "Now," he said, leaning back in his chair, gaze steady. "Come here." I hesitated, taking one step forward. His eyes sharpened. "Crawl." ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●

I never considered the possibility of saying it outloud to him. To tell him the words i wouldn't even dare wisper to him. The way his eyes are focused on me watching me ever so carefully makes me want to tell him everything that's going on in my mind right now. I stay quiet. not saying a word. He looks at me like he desires the words to be said again. For me to tell the truth. The truth i let linger around dancing through my words. I couldn't love him. It's not that i dont love him. I just shouldn't. I shouldn't be with someone like him to risk everything. After all, i was hired to kill him. Tropes : Enemies to lovers Forbidden love Touch him and you will die Long lost childhood bestfriends Right time wrong place Status : complete Word count : 40.000+ Ranks : #68 on Hitman 8-8-2023 #68 on action romance 18-12-2024

Felix's past still haunts him. After the events that happened almost 10 years ago, He finally decided to talk it through with someone. Someone that could help with the painful memories. Someone that knew what they're talking about. Because even if time had passed, he still was unable to forget him. He still couldn't forget his eyes, his body... his tattoos... He still couldn't forget how rumors can ruin fucking everything. [WARNING] This story has mature content such as: acts of violence, obsessive tendencies, sexual encounters, and explicit language. Reader discretion is advised. I don't own any rights to the cover's photo.

Connor Johnson seems like an ordinary boy on the outside, but on the inside he's plagued by depression, an eating disorder and complex anxiety. So what happens when he finally hits the end of the line and is forcibly sent to a home for troubled boys? Where love runs rampant in the air and tensions soar as high as the clouds. TW's (these will not be included at the start of chapters so take this as a final warning) Anorexia & Eating Disorder Self Harm Drug Abuse Abuse Smut PTSD Hallucinations/Schizophrenia Suicidal Thoughts & Ideation Hospitals Anxiety Slow Burn This story is NOT promoting, encouraging, romanticising or glorifying topics such as abuse, suicide, self harm, disordered eating, sexual abuse/misconduct or anything like that, it is just showing what the affects of it can be like especially for LGBT+ young people. Please be respectful in the comments and if anyone is struggling do reach out for support!

In 2013 I published my final chapter of "The Boss," a story about Emerson Lane and his boss, Lafayette Jeff. With over two million reads, this story easily became my most popular work yet. From the lovably goofy Emerson to the stoic and handsome Lafayette, my readers were enthralled with this book. Even after taking time away from Wattpad, these characters of mine were not forgotten. They were so not forgotten that I just had to give them the story they deserve. Welcome to The Boss & The Assistant - The Rewritten Edition of The Boss. This is an updated version of "The Boss" that still tells the story of Emerson and Lafayette, but I have since put my Master's in Creative Writing degree to use and honed in my craft for this story. The iconic cast of characters are more fleshed out and have greater depth to them. The plot holes, the grammar, the inconsistencies of my teenage writing days have been cleaned up to bring to you a complete, whole story that I hope you will enjoy. And the best part? The Boss & The Assistant will bring to you chapters written by both Emerson and Lafayette (hence the title change). Get in the heads of both characters as they navigate depression, trauma, growth, and love. Fall in love with Emerson and Lafayette by reading this rewritten edition, The Boss & The Assistant, today!

Book 1 of 3 "I wouldn't have pegged him for that type of man." my voice echoed softly, while someone else spoke up, amused. "you haven't pegged me at all, actually." His words made me blush softly. I was too tired to be extremely flustered, but I still had enough energy to process the meaning behind it. "oh...hello. I'm glad to see you're home." (Yes, I know men don't peg each other. They'll make it work. Somehow. They're creative.) ___________________________________ Read the book to get more content like this, I'm much too lazy to write a description. Besides, the master will be mad if I spend too much time on this, instead of developing plot. 🫠 Back to the basement for me, darlings. See you soon! 💋

It was supposed to be the perfect proposal. Cole Rivers had the ring, the rooftop reservation, and The Weeknd songs queued for post dessert vibes. Three years of love, laughter, and late night ramen with Natalia-all leading to this one moment. But instead of "yes," he got: "Cole, meet my fiancé... Dominic." Not just any Dominic. Dominic Crane. GraveTech CEO. Power-suited perfection. Cole's boss. And apparently... Natalia's upgrade. Cue spiral. Champagne-fueled heartbreak. A blackout night with 18-year-old scotch. One very illegal attempt to hack Dominic's company out of spite. But fate and a brutal corporate shake-up-have other plans. Now Cole is stuck working side-by-side with the man who shattered his relationship... and maybe something else he's not ready to name. Because Dominic? He's infuriating. Arrogant. Cold. Also: stupidly attractive. Unfairly competent. And magnetic in a way that short-circuits every defense Cole thought he had. What starts as sabotage turns into banter. Banter turns into tension. And heat turns into late nights, stolen glances, and lines that don't stay drawn for long. But can Cole really fall for the man who broke him? And if he does... who's the real traitor, Dominic or his own heart? Love was never part of the code. But some bugs don't want to be fixed. --- Top Rankings 🏆 1 - #Secretrelationship (10/09/25) 🏆 1 - #Sci-fi Fantasy (16/09/25) 🏆 1 - #Action-Thriller (23/09/25) 🏆 1 - #Tech (24/10/25) 🏆 1 - #boyxboy (02/11/25) 🏆 1 - #Original (09/11/25)

"As fierce as I tried to appear on the outside... I couldn't lie. I was still scared. Not only of getting hurt, but also of losing whatever's left of who I was. What if I would wake up one day and wouldn't recognize myself anymore? Though, maybe that was the point. Maybe the old me wasn't worth saving anyway."~Adrian Hayes ... After his parents kicked him out for being gay, Adrian Hayes finds himself longing for control and respect. He fights himself into the gang, his cousin is also part of, desperate to free himself from the humiliation and shame that clung to his name. Though, he never meant to fall for the rival gang leader. ... "I was the leader of a gang that Rafael wanted gone. And Adrian, whether he liked it or not, was one of Rafael's now."~Caleb Silva

[Complete] A mxmxm, mobster threesome story: I have been pretending that I didn't know. I've been pretending that I believed his lie that he was just a simple businessman. But I knew the truth. I knew the truth because we have been friends for ten years now, and these things, you just don't overlook. I've known my best friend since we were fifteen. We've lived together since we were sixteen. It's hard not to see the changes in someone when you see them every day, every night. But he seems to believe that he's had me fooled. But that's alright. I had my own secret too. I was in love with my mobster best friend. A/N: This is a story of a romance between three men. Feel free to click away to another story if this is an uncomfortable topic for you. Best Rankings: #1 in malexmale #1 in gay #1 in threesome #2 in hurt #9 in comfort

I met a man. He's not kind. He's not cruel. He's just... unreadable. I'm a mess-clumsy, anxious, barely holding it together. He watches me like he's waiting for me to unravel. Then he sees a crack in my life- and wedges himself in like rot in old wood. One deal. And suddenly, he owns me. My time. My body. My silence. He doesn't want my heart. He wants control. He won't stop until I'm broken open, and what's left belongs only to him.