Querencia: a place where you feel most at home, where your soul feels safe 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐱𝐁

★BOOK #16 in the DARK SERIES★ "I ache for you, yearn for you, dream of you," he whispered darkly. Elijah Pierce was abducted from his home and taken to purgatory. After spending a decade as a slave fighter, he had been rescued and now set on a new mission. He joined Zero's crusade to save innocent people around the world. He's understood his duties and the responsibilities that came with it. Until... nothing mattered in front of those indigo eyes that belonged to the one he couldn't have. Thomas Salvatore was born in a privileged family, but that didn't make him blind to the harsh reality of the world. Being a lawyer taught him just how much people suffered. He's fought to save families and innocent lives for as long as he could remember. But something was mission. He felt alone at the end of every night. So, when he saw Elijah, he found what he was missing. Now, he had to use every skill of persuasion that he'd learned to win his mate. Meanwhile, Zero's on her own mission gathering intel on the visions she's been getting since the day she was reborn. Maya had a path for her to take and Zero would walk it with all the strength she carried in her new body.

"𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯' 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯' 𝘸𝘪𝘵' 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮"

Kion, a hardened gang member, and AJ, a new recruit, find their relationship evolving from simple camaraderie to something deeper. As they navigate their complicated lives, they begin to confront emotions they never expected.

Everybody expected Jalen Carter to crash out after prison. Instead, he came home trying to be a father. Trying to stay free. Trying to move differently. Trying not to lose himself again. But Amir Johnson makes that shit difficult. His best friend has been attached to his side since they were kids, still loud, still reckless, still the only person who can get under Jalen's skin without trying. And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension building between them. Now with his baby mama wanting their family back, old street problems resurfacing, and feelings neither of them knows how to handle... everything they built together could either save them- or destroy them..

21-year-old Dean Clark, an architecture student, is struggling to balance his studies, two jobs, and a relationship that isn't as stable as he'd like. When he decides to find a roommate, the solution comes in the form of Isaac Nabokov, a 24-year-old Russian guy with unshakable confidence, influence, and a past that seems to hold more secrets than he's willing to share. From the very start, Dean's boyfriend and Isaac, seem ready to tear each other apart, and Dean finds himself caught in the middle of a tension that refuses to fade. But Isaac? He thrives on chaos. Especially when he's the one causing it. Dean and Isaac have nothing in common. Dean cannot stand him, and nothing could change that...Right? 🥇 #1 roommate 🥇 #1 manxman 🥇 #1 malexmale 🥇 #1 russianmen 🥇 #1 funny 🥇 #1 yearning 🥇 #1 australia 🥇 #1 gay 🥇 #1 spicy

Cee Ayers doesn't let people in-he's got walls built from years of learning that trust is dangerous. Zeph Carter doesn't need an invitation-he sees through the silence, through the sarcasm, and meets Cee exactly where he is. What starts as an easy friendship shifts into something heavier, something neither of them expected. But love-real love-means letting yourself be seen, even when it's terrifying. Sample Scene: Cee was sprawled on Zeph's bed, noise-canceling headphones on, iPad in hand, locked into his game. He barely noticed when the mattress dipped, barely reacted when Zeph's warmth pressed against him. Then Zeph slid on top of him. Cee exhaled through his nose, adjusting his grip on the iPad, ignoring the weight pressing him into the mattress. A slow, deliberate kiss landed on his neck. Then another. Cee tapped his screen. "Move." Zeph didn't. Instead, he bit down gently, then soothed the spot with his tongue. Cee tensed. "Zeph." Zeph hummed against his skin, pressing more kisses, dragging his lips up the side of Cee's throat. His hands settled on Cee's ribs, thumbs rubbing slow circles. Cee's fingers twitched around the iPad. He tried to focus. He really did. Then Zeph bit again, harder this time. Cee sighed, dropping the iPad onto his chest and yanking off the headphones. "You deadass?" Zeph grinned against his skin. "Been deadass." Cee huffed, tilting his head to the side in surrender. "You so fuckin' annoying." Zeph just chuckled, lips finding Cee's jaw. "Yeah, but you love me though."

A story of unspoken truths and undeniable connections, where every moment pulls you deeper into lives that feel as raw and real as your own.

"𝕴 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖋𝖚𝖈𝖐𝖎𝖓' 𝖒𝖊, 𝕴 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖞 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖎𝖓 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖊 , 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓'𝖙 𝖌𝖊𝖙 𝖊𝖓𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖊, 𝖞𝖊𝖆𝖍, 𝖂𝖊𝖑𝖑, 𝕴 𝖌𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖎𝖓' 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖘𝖙𝖚𝖈𝖐 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖊." -'𝕻𝖚$$𝖞 𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖞', 𝕵𝖍𝖊𝖓𝖊 𝕬𝖎𝖐𝖔- Or In which Roman is dared to fuck Qasim and things don't go as planned.

COMING SOON!!!! A PLUS SIZE MXM NOVEL. LOVING, OWEN. Owen Houton has always been ashamed of his body since he was young. It was never his parents who made him insecure about himself since they always told Owen he was perfect the way he was. It was the people around him and society who made him feel like an outcast. Saying he was too fat, too chubby, and that he needed to lose weight. Owen tried his best not to let their words and opinions affect him so much that he threw himself into finding a good job. Which he did landing himself at a good corporate company. But there was one thing that made him nervous, Elijah Reed. The man who decided it'd be best for him to have Owen at his side at all times. The man who decided to love Owen for every flaw and insecurity. The man who whispered nothing but sweet things into Owen's ear but thrusted himself so deeply into him, the next. Why would a man like him love Owen? ______ "Owen, don't do that," Elijah growled making Owen pause. What did he do? Elijah watches the chubby man frown pouting his lips. Cute. So fricking cute. "Don't bend down in front of me again," Elijah rumbled. Owen's eyes widen before his body quickly sulks. He must have disgusted Mr.Reed with the sight of his sloppy body. Looking at Owen, reading his expression and body language Elijah cursed himself and the boy for being so clueless. "I mean don't bend over in front of me again unless you want me to spank that sweet ass of yours," Elijah growled. Owen's heart stammered as he stared at the ginger-haired man in shock. "S-Sorry?" he muttered his cheeks blushing ferociously. Owen wouldn't say it out loud but he wouldn't mind if Elijah did that. __________ SHORT STORY!!!