Dylan, a 17-year-old with a fierce temper and severe anger issues, is placed into one of several mental health institutions directed by the stern Mr. Greyson Clark, alongside Mr. Jaxon Walker. With tensions high, Dylan quickly discovers that this place isn't exactly what he had envisioned. Discover what unfolds when the other residents, including Mr. Clark and Mr. Walker, realise their feelings run deeper than just a simple friendship. They've set their eyes on Dylan. They want him... And they have a way of getting exactly what they want. Caution: Self-harm, Adult Topics, Drug Use, Alcohol, Cigarettes, Anxiety, Depression, Mention of Overdoes AND Suicide. If you feel uncomfortable with any of these topics. I recommend not reading this book. Start: 03/07/2021 Finish: 09/05/2022 This Book Is Also Currently Under Editing! <3

"You want protection? Be my bitch. Do what I ask when I say so and don't question it." NUMBER 2 IN #BXBXBXB > FEBRUARY 23, 2020 NUMBER 7 IN #PRISON > JUNE 16, 2020 NUMBER 1 IN #BOYLOVE > OCTOBER 13, 2021 NUMBER 4 IN #PRISON > OCTOBER 23, 2021

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THIS BOOK IS ON AMAZON ~ Follow the link in my Wattpad profile ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (This is only the unedited version of this book) One abused military student. Three instructors ready to save him while healing themselves in the process. An MMMM love story about healing. /!\ Trigger Warnings /!\ _____________________________ INFORMATION : Series "From darkness" : #1 : "What we built from ruins" [MxMxMxM] #2 : "How we breathed from drowning" [MxMxM]

Jonathan hasn't been honest a single day in his life. All his friends, his smiles, and his zest for life are just a way of lying to himself and everyone else. Did he have a bit of an addiction to alcohol and tobacco? Maybe. Was he incapable of eating a single full plate of food a day? Perhaps. Did he live with an abusive, drug-addled father 24/7? True. But he was okay, because he was Jonathan. And Jonathan was the happy kid, the life of the party, and he didn't have any problems in life. Right? Sending him to an institution with five other boys in equally deplorable mental states is just an excuse for him to run away from home, not because he needs it. Obviously. The important thing is that Jonathan will continue to be perfect...until he isn't.

Accidentally becoming a sugar baby is the second best thing Ardyn's ever done. - this story was deleted by wattpad at 1M views 3/19/24

TW: SELF-HARM This is a BXBXBXB story. Don't like, don't read. "Be careful, Fayez, not to touch anything or anyone. Keep your gloves on at all times, my sweet prince, or who knows what might happen". Fayez is the last-born child of one of the strongest family of vampires that ever existed. According to most, he should have led an easy life, for money was never a problem and he had many servants more than willing to fulfill his wishes. Fayez had everything to be happy, except for the fact that he was a burden to his own parents. See, there was something terribly wrong with his hands: everything he touched became rotten, so he had to keep his gloves on at all times. He was a leathal weapon, one that had to be kept a secret, so that other people wouldn't try to use his curse for their own benefit. When Fayez turned 21, his parents decided that their son could not be kept secluded in their castle any longer, and that it was more than time for him to face the outside world. They sent him to the prestigious ISB - Institute for Supernatural Beings, where every supernatural creature from age 20 to age 30 is given a special training to enhance his natural capabilities. How will the priviledged Fayez, who only ever knew the faces of his family and servants, survive in a place where most of the residents have experienced violence and cruelty from a very young age, and are street smart? More importantly, can this haughty, strong yet inexperienced, touch-depraved young man learn how to love and be loved in return, or is he far too gone already?

Axel is a full-time Med student that juggles a job and helps out the random injured men he finds lying in the alleys around his small apartment. He's built a bit of a reputation, one that a tough Mafia underboss and a top assassin find interesting. Axel has lived a life of hardship and torture before escaping his family. He's losing the will to live as he goes through many sleepless nights and a breakup with a toxic ex-boyfriend. Between his cultist father, a stalker, a sassy assassin, and the Italian mafia will tiny little Axel survive or will he be swallowed whole? WARNING: DESCRIPTIONS OF VIOLENCE IN THE FORM OF TORTURE, GORE, AND ATTEMPTED SA ~~~~ Completed(for real this time) Book 1 out of 2 Book 2 is titled The Mafia's Doctor

Rayn has always loved working on cars with his dad. When his Dad died in an accident, his world changed. His mom snapped and became abusive, but mentally and physically. Which left his body scarred and himself afraid of trusting. The night his mother attacked him with a knife was the final straw. He had been planning to leave home anyways after his 18th birthday which was only a few days away. He relocated himself clear across the country. In a new city Rayn finds himself a job at a local garage and begins to start over, but what awaits him? Goddric and Asami didn't expect to find their mate when they came to pick up Asami's car from their friends shop. What they seen of him made their hearts drop and their anger soar. One look was all it took to know that their mate had been abused. With it was recent or past they didn't know, but were going to find out one way or another. *This is a MXMXM supernatural love story so if you do not like it or have problems with mature love scenes between males, please do not read. You have been warned.* *This story has content that some may be triggers others so please read with caution.* This is my first time posting any of my stories publicly so please be kind. I hope you enjoy!

"I'm inexperienced but yes I am a submissive," I replied. "Why?" I followed up suspiciously. "I have something to ask you." He started as he slid his phone back into his pocket. "What?" I squinted my eyes, skeptical of his next question. Did he want to publish my work? If so the answer is a definite no. While I enjoy writing, I really don't think I'm that good at it. Definitely not good enough to get published. He took a step closer, causing my heart to start racing. My first instinct was to flee to the room I'm staying in. With the proximity, I had a feeling he's not going to ask me to publish the book. The way his eyes burned into my soul I felt like he wanted something more. Which is crazy because just 3 weeks ago he told me I disgusted him. That I ruined his appetite just by being near him. Now he's looking at me as if he wants to kiss me. Considering what he said last night, I wouldn't be surprised if he did. The fucked up thing is, I kind of want him to. "Will you be my submissive?" He asked. ~ *Full synopsis in the Introductory Chapter*

Javi joins the Van Der Linde gang after years of being on the run, finding refuge within it. He soon falls for the toughest member, Arthur. However, Arthur's cold demeanor turns him towards an Irishman named Sean-unaware of Arthur's true feelings. EXCERPT: Arthur itched his scruffy beard, "You don't look like a farmer." "My curiosity is peaked, Blondie. What is it you thought I did for work before I joined you all?" Javi asked with a smirk, his head moving up and resting on Sean's shoulder. Arthur gulped. "I dunno, I suppose I figured you were a whore or sumthin." The folks at the campfire bursted out laughing. They weren't laughing at Arthur, they were laughing at the image of Javi being a working girl of some sort. Still, Arthur felt insecure. "It's not that crazy of an idea!" He shouted. Javi calmed down, "It's alright, I was not judging your guess, though I am curious what part of me screamed man-whore?" He looked at Javi, analyzing his face. He wasn't sure why that was the first career he matched the Chilean boy's face. It just slipped out, but he felt as though he needed to justify himself. "I ain't too sure. I suppose your looks?" "Do you like the way I look, Mr. Morgan?"