TRIGGER WARNINGS INCLUDED. "I'll decide what you get. When you get it. If you get it." Taehyung didn't need to raise his voice-power radiated from him like heat, and Jungkook could only nod, already owned. Jungkook thought he wanted more than just casual sex from Taehyung, but when he asked for it, he didn't anticipate that "more" would mean surrendering everything. What begins as a physical entanglement unravels into a brutal game of power and obedience, where pain is mistaken for care, and silence becomes the only safety. Stripped of his body and rights and steadily reshaped by control, discipline, and humiliation, Jungkook clings to the fantasy of being wanted-even as Taehyung makes one thing clear: "You're going to do what I say when I say it... or you can leave. But if you stay--you're mine."

Simeon’s heart was broken in two, his spirit and his will were beaten down and broken. Just yesterday he was on top of the world. He was planning the dinner menu to celebrate his three year anniversary with the love of his life, Courtney, an older man, and a professor of Philosophy at the college Simeon attends as a Doctorate student. He had fallen instantly in love with the tall sophisticated man. He had been so proud that someone so handsome and so cultured was interested in little old him. Simeon had gone home with grand plans only to find out that he had been replaced by a younger and blonder model. He was given some cash, his clothes, and he was callously shown the door. He had nowhere to go, and he knew no one other than class mates. What was he to do now? Michael and his identical twin, Rafael were named after angels, but they were anything but, they should have been named Lucifer and Satan instead. They left a trail of broken hearts behind them, even though they didn't mean to. They were juniors majoring in Law and Business Management. Everyone who knew them knew that they were inseparable and anything but what the public perceived them to be. Like many twins, they shared everything with each other, even girlfriends and most times boyfriends. It was even rumored that they were in a long term romantic relationship with each other; only selecting a third person from time to time for amusement and added spice to their already long term relationship. Then, one evening they literally bumped into a sad eyed broken boy in the middle of the student services building. Something about the defeated set of his scrawny shoulders, and the blank stare from those wet chocolate brown eyes called out to both boys. And they took the little beauty into their care. Read to see what happens to Simeon at the hands of two large and in charge in men. Will he be taken to Heaven or will he be shot straight to Hell?

Dorian Reed lives by reason. A disciplined law professor, his life is ruled by order-until one night he sees something he shouldn't. Diamond de la Vega lives by his own law. Powerful, dangerous, impossible to ignore-he finds Dorian, and instead of silencing him, makes him useful. What begins as blackmail becomes obsession. Caught between fear and desire, Dorian must decide which law to follow: the one in his mind, or the one in his heart.

When good meets really, really, really bad. ****** Daniel Harper is down on his luck as he struggles to pay for his sophomore year at NYU. After a failed attempt at selling drugs, he gets offered a deal too good to be true: Date the heir to the Vittori mafia. Lucien Vittori is New York's playboy and future heir to the Vittori mafia. After being matched to a stranger he finds alluring, Lucien has now set his eyes on a no one but Daniel. And he'll be sure to take full advantage of him. <trigger warning for this story>

Lake doesn't like parties, he especially doesn't like getting drunk by drinking the alcoholic punch on accident, and he really doesn't enjoy following his friends to go trick or treating and somehow finding himself lost and alone in a graveyard. There is a tall figure sitting calmly on a large gravestone, so dark he appears as a silhouette, his tapered cloak moving in the wind as though suspended in water. Lake walks up to him, made of curiosity, bravery and booze. The tall man stands to tower over him, in his left hand a scythe is raised and the blade glints in the moonlight, darkness reaching out from him like a thick fog. Cold red eyes pin Lake down. "Who disturbs this halfway realm of death? Who dares to approach the harbinger..." But the little human in front of him seems unafraid. His large blue eyes squint as he reaches through the black fog and presses his hand on his chest. "Wow, that's really cool, how do you do that?"

[COMPLETED] [2025 Wattys Honorable Mention] Danny's neighbor should be illegal. There's no way someone should be that attractive. They've lived next door to each other for over a year. As a skinny, clumsy, sweater-loving, Modern Poetry professor, Danny never believed someone like him could catch the eye of someone as perfect as Brett. But when Danny (accidentally) RSVPs to a destination wedding he never wanted to attend, he realizes he's in a bind-he needs a plus-one. And somehow, Brett becomes his unexpected solution. Brett's MMA career was on the brink of greatness until an injury stopped him cold. Now, trying to reclaim his spot in the octagon and live up to heavy expectations, the last thing Brett expected was to build a friendship with the neighbor he's been crushing on. However, Danny is undeniably gorgeous and way out of his league, so he needs to maintain realistic expectations. But, when Danny needs a date for a destination wedding, Brett's first instinct is to offer his help. Being his fake boyfriend would not be a hardship. A romantic beach, a fake relationship, and one bed... what could go wrong? Genre: Contemporary Romance / Fake Relationship / Friends to Love / HEA Guaranteed / Dual POV There will be mature scenes between two men that I will mark accordingly. These scenes are intended for mature audiences. This is a spin-off of the worlds of King of Hawkings/Death & Tequila and A New Song/Beats of the Heart, but it is a stand-alone novel, so reading the other novels is unnecessary. However, some old characters will appear, so you may enjoy it more with the full background.

Sheng Huasheng, the world's first Crown Alpha, has lived his life in shadows of restraint. From childhood, there was only one light that kept him steady-Shen Lele, the fragile yet radiant boy who grew up beside him. Huasheng's attraction began in the innocence of their youth, but as they matured, it transformed into something sharper, heavier... an obsession hidden beneath his fierce protectiveness. To Lele, Huasheng has always been there-too present, too devoted. He knows of Huasheng's feelings, but he dismisses them as infatuation born from ignorance, convinced that the Crown Alpha only clings to him because he hasn't yet encountered the wider world of Omegas. Lele believes that once Huasheng sees others, his intensity will fade. And so, Lele keeps his distance-gentle rejection masked as indifference. However, Huasheng is relentless. Every glance Lele gives another, every smile not meant for him, ignites a storm inside. His pheromones coil dangerously around Lele, not with violence, but with the desperate longing of a man who has already chosen his mate. The world may tremble at the Crown Alpha's power, yet it is only Lele who can undo him. But Lele refuses to be bound by love that feels too much like a cage. And Huasheng must decide: will he hold Lele tighter, even if it means breaking him... or learn to let go, risking the only bond he has ever known? In a world where their very natures are weapons, their love teeters between salvation and ruin.

"A mafia boss submitting to the enemy mafia boss"(BL-SexScenes⚠️) He used to make men kneel. Now he shivers when I whisper in his ear. Damian doesn't rule anymore. Not when he's under me. Not when he begs. They call him the Blood King. Cold. Brutal. Untouchable. The head of blood Marker. But in my hands, he's nothing but a dog in heat. A trembling body caged in silk and steel. Fighting to hold onto pride while I take him and fuck him-slowly, deeply, completely. I don't need knives to break him. Just a hand at his throat. A kiss that doesn't stop. A voice in the dark telling him what he is now: Mine. He hates me. He wants me. He moans when I touch him like he belongs to me. And soon, he will. No thrones. No power. Just his mouth moaning my name and his body bent for more. This war won't end with bullets. It'll end with him on his knees. (DISCONTINUED)