PLEASE READ MY BIO! Complete on Dreame and Ao3 Dax Whitlock is bored. He lives a boring life as a CEO of his company, doing the same exact thing day in and day out. He hopes to find something interesting at the popular kink club he owns called The Closet, but finds that there's nobody that can satisfy him the way that he wants. Just as he starts to lose hope in finding something to shake up his life, he meets a new, young boy that may just be what he's been looking for all this time. Noel Grayson is always looking for a challenge. What better way to satisfy his competitive nature than to beat his brother at his own game. BDSM. Changes come when he starts to question if he's in over his head thinking that he could become a perfect sub. Will things come crashing down when he realizes that it's not the game he thought it would be? Note: this book and the book 'Mercy' are a duology but can be read as stand alones Warning: • VERY MATURE THEMES • Mental Illness • Abuse • BDSM (obviously)

Love lingers like ink pressed deep into skin, a mark you can't wash away, an echo that hums beneath every breath. When rain brings Milo into Sakani's shop one night, two worlds collide: the stillness of someone who's learned to guard his heart, and the restless fire of someone desperate to be truly seen. ENJOY!!

/ˌserənˈdipədē/ (n.) To find something good without looking for it "they annoying," I said quietly. He leaned on the counter beside me, close enough I could feel his shoulder. "yeah," he murmured, eyes soft. "but I'm only here for you anyway."

Sometimes three is better than two. --- Evren. Ash. Auden. Bound by an unconventional yet fiercely loyal love. Follow their journey as they balance dominance, submission, vulnerability, and a deep emotional connection. Evren, the oldest and heir to a multimillion empire. Kind, caring, and quietly possessive. He's loved Ash for years and Auden for only a few short months, but his love for both is unbound and eternal. Ash, the boldest. Covered in tattoos, unapologetically himself, and loudly possessive. He might still be figuring out his life goals but when he knows what he wants, nothing will stop him. Auden, the shiest and yet maybe the bravest. Fell in love with his boss AND his boss' boyfriend? He didn't expect to find himself caught in a web between these two men, but now he wouldn't want to be anywhere else but in the space between them. Poly bxbxb

Raiden was in a tragic accident, his younger brother is just far too violent for his own good. After spending days in the hospital alone, his parents break the bad news. He's going to be sent to a friend's house while his parents try to work through his brother's anger issues.

In which Max is released from the claws of his abusive mother, he finds solence in a flowershop where he soon falls for the owner and his other partners. Working through a forest full of anger, regret, and despair Max learns what it means to be happy. *unedited there are some spelling mistakes*

Julien Mercier is eighteen, reckless, and drowning in the chaos of his own mind. Because of his Bipolar disorder his mind runs too fast, his rage cuts too deep. After one spiral too many, his family sends him across the ocean to an institute in America called 'Boys Home', where walls and rules are supposed to fix what's broken. Sarcasm is his shield, self-destruction his only comfort until he meets the other boys of the institute. Julien isn't sure if he's falling apart or finally being seen.

They didn't end up in the same space on purpose. Brooklynn is the quiet type. Not shy... just tired. Tired in the "life been heavy for a while now" way. He minds his business, goes to work, comes home, and keeps his world small because that's how he breathes. Azyir is the opposite. Loud, funny, always in motion. ADHD running the wheel every day. Talks so much he forgets to say what he really means. Laughs loud so nobody asks if he's okay. They sit in the same trig class at their HBCU, but they don't talk. They don't dislike each other either. They just... live in two different worlds. Messiah Markell is their professor. Older, calm, strict in the quiet way that makes people sit up straighter. He owns a club downtown called Desirable, but in class he keeps everything controlled. He doesn't like watching people drown in silence or noise. He sees them both slipping. Not failing. Slipping. So he tells them to stay after class. Every day. Not for tutoring. Not for discipline. Just to sit, breathe, work, or not work. A room where nobody has to force themselves to be "okay." And somehow, without anybody planning it... The quiet one. The loud one. And the man who teaches them how to stay. Start learning how to need each other. Not in a fast way. Not in a dramatic way. In the way real connections happen: Slow glances. Shared exhaustion. Walking home together because home doesn't feel safe tonight. Sitting in silence that doesn't hurt. Being seen without having to explain. This is a story about: Black boy rest. Soft dominance. Messy feelings. Learning how to stay present. No fake deep. No forced love. Just real people figuring out how to breathe.

What does freedom mean when you don't remember how to live? Five years in white walls taught me how to survive, not how to exist... How do you start over when your hands are still stained? They say I'm free now, that I've done my time. But the world outside feels wrong. Too bright, too alive... They call it LUCK. Lucky to have a second chance. Lucky to breathe air that doesn't taste like bleach and metal. But luck will never change what I did... ~Owen Owen Williams was never loved... not by the people who called themselves his parents. Years of cruelty carved something hollow inside him, until one night, at twelve years old, the breaking point came. A knife. A scream. Blood he still can't wash from his hands. He told himself it was survival. But the guilt never left. Five years locked in a mental hospital couldn't silence the echoes of that night. Now, seventeen and released into a small town under the watch of a kind officer, Owen is supposed to start over... to live again. But how do you begin when the past won't let go? When every breath tastes like a memory? And when forgiveness feels like something meant for someone else?

One abused military student. Three instructors ready to save him while healing themselves in the process. An MMMM love story about healing. [UPDATES : every Sunday] By Nemy Tael