One abused military student. Three instructors ready to save him while healing themselves in the process. An MMMM love story about healing. _____________________________ INFORMATION : Length : 117,000 words Series "Love from darkness" : #1 : "What we built from ruins" [MxMxMxM] #2 : "How we breathed from drowning" [MxMxM]

Nate doesn't like Axel .... Axel thinks he's playing hard to get. Even if he was interested, Axel's whole aura just screamed danger, maybe it was the tattoos, the piercing, the rumors or the sex history, he didn't know but..... ....one thing about Nathan Parker, he avoided danger like a plague, especially ones that were not human. ____________ "I'd kill for you." Nathan froze, taken aback He didn't know whether Axel was joking. Or whether he could joke about something like that anymore. "I don't... think I'd like to see you do that," he whispered. "Then you don't have to see me do it." Nathan's breath caught. Those words meant something different now that he knew what Axel was. Much different "Axel... don't hurt him." "Then stay away from him," Axel repeated calmly. Nathan opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again. "Y-You can't just threaten people because you're jealous." "Really? Why does it seem like I can?" Helllooooo I'm back!(I never left) This is a vampire, bxb storyyyy, perfectly paced not rushed, I was supposed to release a story before this but oh well. TW: violence, curse words, addiction, mentions of $ucide, extreme homophobia, bullying, mentions of murder, use of drugs and all that . It's kinda toxic too. Brace yourself and Enjoy! #1🥇 Axel #1 🥇 bxb #1 🥇lgbt #1 🥇Nathan #2 🥈vampire #3 🥉free the lgbt #3🥉gayness

Michael Green hates Timothe Moore. Timothe Moore hates Michael Green. Unfortunately, they've been stuck as university roommates for two years and the faculty refuses to separate them. Don't ask why, because it wasn't like they didn't try anything to change that. Michael finds escape in football and meaningless hookups. Timothe finds peace only on the basketball court. They survive by avoiding each other. They stay sane by pretending nothing else exists. Until it does. A forbidden connection. A line that shouldn't be crossed. And a love that threatens everything they've built. ☆1st in category #mxm (out of 26K stories); 08. February, 2026. ☆1st in category #bxblove (out of 30,8K stories); 19. February, 2026.

Lyle Hattaway is a very social person. He's feisty, Funny, Caring, Has great fashion sense, Openly gay and most of all, he hates Assholes. He has a very supportive family, Overprotective brothers and Ride or die friends. After going abroad for 10 years with his mom, it's time to go back to their pack 'The Moonlight Pack'. The only thing that he hates about going back, is seeing his childhood nemesis, Adrian Thorne. The 2nd Son of the Alpha. Will they still hate each other's guts? Or will fate, and the challenges along their way bring them closer than ever? WARNING : Mature Content on later chapters. ~~~~ "Fuck you." I snapped at him. "No, I'll fuck you." He said while smirking at me. Little did I know that our little quarrel will turn into reality when I reach my 18th birthday and realize that he's my....MY MATE?!! OH FUCK THE HEAVENS! How did my life turn Into a nightmare?! Or so I thought..... ••••• Ranks❤️👑👑 #1 bxblove : 9/27/2020 #1 bxb : 10/27/2020 #1 mates : 11/3/2020 #1 Paranormalromance : 10/04/2020 #2 gaylove : 9/29/2020 #3 paranormal : 10/27/2020 #3 hotguys : 10/06/2020 #5 comedy : 11/05/2020 #5 boyxboy : 11/11/2020 #5 enemiestolovers : 12/05/2020 #6 Mpreg : 9/20/2020 #7 LGBT : 11/24/2020

Beau HATES Oliver Fowler. But Oliver doesn't hate Beau.. quite the opposite actually. Oliver is the univeristies 'Golden Boy', adored and admired by all. ...well, um, everyone except Beau. *** Oliver lets out a strangled laugh, placing his hand against my chest and pushing me back against the wall. Hard. "If I am so golden, how come I am doing this?" My brows draw. "Doing wha-" I don't have time to finish my sentence, because Oliver Fowler has slammed his lips onto mine. ***

Ezra Mickaya, Lycan, and soon-to-be alpha. He is sunshine and happiness personified. Nothing is too hard or too complicated for him to handle. He is ready to take on the next stage of his life, and at 24 he is ready for a mate. Optimistic. Hopeful. Excited. Three words to describe how he felt before he met his fated match. Broken. Worthless. Forgotten. Three words to describe how he felt after he met his fated match. Ezra is the oldest of six children, which means he keeps a lot to himself. Including the heartbreak of a rejection. Yet he somehow found his way to move forward even if he continued to suffer in silence. Ezra has fully convinced himself that he is meant to live this long life completely alone. After the rejection, nothing felt good to him anymore. No longer did he sleep with random men. Or want a meaningless relationship. Ezra truly believed that this life was his to live alone... Or was it? Will Ezra finally get the love story he's wanted since he was a kid?

Trigger Warnings: some erotic spanking, light consensual power exchange but not necessarily BDSM. Gun violence, fist fighting. Mention of sexual assault in the distant past that is not described in any detail or used as a tool for character growth. John has a hidden talent. With a little focus, he can see up to thirty seconds into the future and glimpse what is about to happen around him. He's used this ability to make a name for himself as a bodyguard that always keeps his clients one step ahead of danger. When he's hired by a rumored crime boss for the night, he hopes for an easy gig. What he gets is the start of a completely unexpected obsession that grips his heart and doesn't let go. Ambrose is a man with a purpose. He knows what he wants from life and gets it through patient planning and bloody work. On the night he is scheduled to take over and absorb one of the smaller crime families in the city, he hires a third-party security consultant that he heard about through the grapevine, John Finch. When John turns out to be anything but ordinary, Ambrose finds himself engrossed in the pursuit of a love unlike any other. Kinks: obsession kink, praise kink, a little bit of 'daddy' used as a term during sex, dominance/ownership kink inside the bedroom, gape kink.

"You're so fucking annoying." Jake just shook his head at me. "And you're a self centered uptight dickhead." I glared at him. Jake laughed lightly at the insult. "You have such nice things to say about the guy that just fucked the shit out of you." - Evan and Jake hated each other. That was the one fact everyone knew. Captains to rival football teams meant that they were constantly at each other's throats. Everything turned into a way to one-up the other. But then the two boys find themselves alone in a bar bathroom and soon they are stuck in an enemy with benefits arrangement that can only turn messy. ⚠️Content Warnings- Sexual content, abuse, homophobia {book one in Crossing Lines series}

"Why are you staring at me like that?" "Like what?" "Like you want to tear off my clothes." "And what if I do?" ~~~ Kingsley didn't believe in love. All he wanted was a single night with his incredibly hot boss, Lorenzo, that he had spent a year lusting over. When Lorenzo starts reciprocating Kingsley's advances, the man believes his fantasy will finally come true. But the corporate world isn't forgiving, and there are many roadblocks on the way. Read how their lives get complicated as things start getting steamy. ~~~ [mxm] [marked mature for sexual content]

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?"