"You like it, baby?" Ambrose purred in Kyree's ear, "I picked the colour out just for you, remembered just how much you like it on me," Kyree groaned as Ambrose caught his earlobe between his teeth, biting down hard enough that he knew there would be a mark. "Out," Kyree demanded the tailor, pleased with how fast the little man scuttled from the room. The second Kyree heard the door click shut, he pressed Ambrose against the wall to the left of them, covering the demon's mouth with his own. Ambrose complied with a soft moan and a tug of Kyree's hair, his other hand clutching the lapel of Kyree's suit, as if holding himself up for fear his knees may buckle. Kyree's mouth trailed down Ambrose's neck, leaving one deep purple bruise after another across his demon's tanned skin. Ambrose's mewls and purrs were loud, then again, Ambrose always was loud, he knew it turned Kyree on. Kyree was marking his lover, knowing that all eyes would be on them tonight, he wanted everyone to know what was his. "Mine," he murmured against Ambrose's abused flesh, nipping at the place just below his lover's jaw, marvelling in the primal groan that resonated through him. "Yours," Ambrose agreed, his chest heaving as his breath got taken from him by another quick nip across his throat from Kyree, "forever, baby," Kyree took a step back, admiring the myriad of mauve marks littered across Ambrose's throat. Purple was Kyree's favourite colour on Ambrose... {Book One of the Inamorate Series} This book is dedicated to my editor, illustrator and best friend Daisy for always being there for me and putting up with my shit. {Credit to her also for the cover art and all illustrations throughout}.

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> "You talk too much, Niko." "Tie me up, then. Shut me up with your mouth." Niko knows he's hot - cocky smirk, inked skin, always in control. He's used to being chased, used, and worshipped. Until Lance. Lance is the last person you'd expect to ruin a bad boy. Top grades. Cold eyes. Always watching, always quiet. But underneath those soft sweaters is someone dark, dangerous, and dominant as hell. And Niko can't stop pushing. He wants to be punished. Wants to be broken. Wants Lance to finally lose that calm and grab him by the throat. > "You like acting tough, but I see it, Niko. You want to be told when to kneel." "Then fucking tell me Lance. I'll kneel. Just don't stop. Please I beg you." One insult turned into obsession. One power play turned into Niko begging for more. Now they're toeing the line between hate, lust, and something that sounds dangerously close to love. He wanted control. He got Lance.

First ever story. Feedback is welcomed. MATURE - (Themes of BDSM too. Be warned!) (BoyxBoy) "It wasn't just me..." I weakly protested, immediately regretting it as he slammed his fist into the wall, a few inches left from my face. "I don't give a damn! You will make it up to me." He looked at me unpleased, his tone leaving no room for argument. Make it up to him? "How do you expect me to do that?" I tried to glare at him, losing conviction when his dark look made me avert my eyes. "I'll think of something." He said cruelly, and by the look on his face, I wasn't going to enjoy it whatsoever. What have I gotten myself into...

(ENEMIES TO LOVERS) (BXB) Everyone at school knows Ace Caldwell: The Bad Boy who was expelled from his last school for fighting. They also know Charlie Harrington: The Gay Nerd turned punching bag since he was outed in the tenth grade. When they are assigned to sit next to each other in science class, they start off on the wrong foot. But as time goes by, chemistry seems to get in the way.

(SEQUEL TO BAD BOY CHEMISTRY) With summer in the air, Ace invites Charlie and their friends to spend the summer at his family's beach house in Los Angeles. There, their relationship will evolve, whilst also going through a few obstacles. We will also see Ella and Tom's relationship through their eyes, Clayton's crush on Adelaide, Ace's twin sister, develop And we will even get to see Nora fall in love. Along with brand new characters!

(BOOK 3 #Bad Boy Chemistry) It's a new year, and the final year of high school for Charlie Harrington and his close-knit circle of friends. Charlie wants nothing more than to have the perfect senior year, which to him, does not include romantic entanglements. But then a certainly attractive transfer student shows up, along with the return of the guy that broke his heart. Suddenly, Charlie is caught between two bad boys. Will his senior year go smoothly? Or will it crash and burn?

MMM Omegaverse | Arranged Bond | One Omega, Two Alphas. What could go wrong? Theo didn't ask for a bond-let alone one with two Alphas he's never met. But desperate times call for desperate measures, and a temporary arrangement through the Agency is his only way out. Rafe is calm and steady. Cass is sharp-edged and silent. Together, they offer safety. But safety isn't the same as belonging. And Theo's not the only one struggling to adjust. As the bond pulls tighter, lines blur between obligation and desire, instinct and affection. The arrangement was supposed to be temporary. But some bonds don't fade. 📝 This is a standalone Omegaverse novel. Ours, By Contract is not part of a series. You can enjoy the full story without reading anything else-just dive in and get tangled in the bond.

• Dark Gay Romance • Age gap • 18++ I was his obsession, and he was my darkest desire. ───── ⋆⋅ ⚰︎ ⋅⋆ ───── In the grim shadows of modern Russia, 25-year-old Maxim has known only hardship and isolation - until a fateful job offers him a dangerous new world. Employed by the enigmatic Wladimir, Maxim finds himself serving in a household as enigmatic as it is perilous, where every moment is a tightrope walk between survival and desire. Among his employers is Yakow, a 35-year-old, striking 6'5 tattooed enigma whose raw magnetism ignites a forbidden longing deep within Maxim. Scarred by a turbulent past and haunted by a volatile ex, Maxim is torn between the safe confines of routine and the irresistible allure of passion embodied by the captivating Yakow. As the tension between them escalates, Yakow's smoldering intensity and fierce protectiveness become undeniable. Yet beneath the surface of lust lies something far more profound - a yearning for connection and redemption in a world that offers little solace. With secrets lurking around every corner and danger ever-present, the two men must risk everything to embrace a passion that could either shatter them or set them free. ───── ⋆⋅ ⚰︎ ⋅⋆ ───── This story is not gentle. It bleeds with obsession, darkness, and desire. Read with care. 18++

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?"