(A/N: This book is MATURE as it contains 18+ content 🔞🔞 and is ALSO a FAST PASED short story.) Arléau McKinley was always alone. It was something he grew up used to. His father left him and his mother to chase after his great escapade a year after his birth when he just decided abruptly that he did not want to take on the responsibilities of a child. Arléau grew to be silent and kind. He keeps to himself simply because he's used to having only himself. Subjected to the hands of faith, he had to watch his mother work 24/7 to make ends meet. It was his norm. For the first time, luck was on his side. He got through college on a full scholarship, and now he was accepted as the assistant for one of the biggest companies in New York City. Knox Knight is the CEO and owner of Knight Enterprise, a headstrong, dominating bachelor with a new personal assistant on the way. Watch the fun, drama, and love between Arléau and Knox when they ran into each other...literally.

After being target by several unfortunate attacks, Thomas Miller is hired to protect Ethan Shelton, Chief Operating Officer at the prestigious Shelton empire. The renown bodyguard is forced to deal with Ethan's deviant and resisting behaviour, with Ethan not wanting the other man to follow him like a shadow. With no choice in the decision, both of them have to learn how to get along with seeing each other everyday until Thomas goes back home. ~~~~~~~~~~ Noticeable Rankings: • LGBT - #9 (6/11/20) • Manxman - #1 (16/1/21) • Manlove - #1 (11/9/20) • Office - #1 (27/12/20) • Hate - #1 (4/1/21) • Cheesy - #1 (27/12/20) • Gay - #2 (19/9/20) • Boyxboy - #2 (2/10/20) • Enemiestolovers - #5 (17/11/20) • Demisexual - #7 (15/11/20)

"Bend over the desk," he said calmly. "If you're going to write about being used, I expect accuracy." ⸻ 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 ⸻ I write about sex like I've lived it. Bold. Scandalous. Completely made up. In reality, I've never been the subject of such things. But online? I'm the 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓎. Until one post... one stupid, unfiltered deep desire accidentally ends up in front of the one person it should never have reached. Professor Thorne. Brilliant, cold, unreadable. And now, watching me far too closely. I was just trying to survive college. He was supposed to stay a daydream. But he's turning theory into practice, and I'm the experiment he won't quit. This isn't what I wanted. So why can't I stop wanting it? | •|⸻|•|⸻|• | Colby James has always been the shadow in the room-quiet, forgettable, and perfectly fine blending into the background. Queue freshman year of College. Suddenly, he's juggling a new circle of friends, a roommate who's starting to catch feelings he never meant to spark, and a dangerously hot professor who should know better. But he doesn't. And worse? He wants Colby. And he's about to prove it.

(Book 1 in the 'Need Series') Aron's past ruined him. Turned his anxiety into his worst night mare and kept his fear alive every day. People call him a sex addict. Others say he's obsessed. No one knows that's it's a physical need. If he doesn't give someone a blow job at least once a day he could die from fear. That need has labeled him a whore. He doesn't consider himself a good guy, so even he surprises himself when he saves the small 15 year old girl from being raped. He is even more surprised by the events that take place that same night when he decides to walk her home. He never expected to meet the three handsome lovers, and a part of him knew that the meeting would change his life. He just didn't know how much.

💔 Alex Sinclair can't touch his wife anymore. The marriage is crumbling, and he's desperate for answers. When his wife's friend suggests a sex therapist, Alex agrees-anything to fix himself. But he never expected Arian Delvin. Sharp. Disarming. Too pretty for his own good. And in one charged session after another, Arian sees straight through him... unlocking cravings Alex doesn't understand. He came for help. He left with hands on his body, lips on his skin- and a secret that could destroy everything. ⸻ 🔥 He loves his wife. But it's a man who makes him feel alive again. So who is Alex, really?

"Very good, Wesley," he breathed, the warm air fanning across the merchant captain's face. "Now I suggest you listen closely because I don't do this very often." Wesley curiosity grew, though he kept a healthy degree of skepticism as he listened to the pirate. "I'm prepared to offer you a deal." "What kind of deal?" he asked, his heart racing. "I seem to have found something that I want even more than your ship's cargo," he said with an unsettling smirk. "And I am prepared to let what remains of your crew sail free if I get it." "Name your price," Wesley said, at this point ready to agree to anything if his crew would live. Valentine reached out and tilted Wesley's head up so he could get a better view of it. His smirk seemed to grow as he let one little word slip through his lips. "You." *This is an LGBTQ+ story*

Nate and Bailey were like oil and water. They had been fighting since middle school, at it as though they were the hero and villain of a weekly serial destined to always try to one-up each other. After a couple of years of college, however, one summer is going to shake things up. Emulsify them, if you will. And it's going to get kinky. This is a mature mxm novel. It contains mature language, explicit sex with BDSM themes, and other mature situations and themes. All characters (and readers too, please!) are 18+.

⛓️❤️‍🩹 Dark Romance · BL · Healing · Psychological · Age-Gap · Drama · Trauma An Original Story by: POPPEARL 𝘼 𝙗𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚. 𝘼 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 & 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢 𝙥𝙨𝙮𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧. 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢. 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙨. 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢- 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚... 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚. 𖹭.ᐟ_____________________________________ HEALING ~ DARK ROMANCE KOREAN BL CRIMINAL PATIENT X DOCTOR OLDER BOTTOM X YOUNGER TOP TRAUMA RECOVERY FOUND FAMILY SLOW BURN HUMOR ANGST FLUFF SMUT (In later chapters) 𖹭.ᐟ_____________________________________ ⚠ Mature for language, suicide mention, and consensual smut (not forced). Not about toxic love - but about growth, healing, and deeper emotions. 𖹭.ᐟ_____________________________________ Highest ranking till now ~ #10 - lgbt (17-12-25) #1 - youngertop #1 - olderbottom #1 - cursing #1 - darkyaoi #1 - muder #1 - therapies #1 - patientxdoctor #1 - adoption #1 - breakdown #1 - internalconflict #5 - session #3 - psychologist #5 - emotionaldamage

"You're scared of me," he accused. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation kicking in, but I shook my head. "No, I'm scared your blood will stain my couch." He blinked a few times and then a shadow of a smile broke out on his face. "I'll buy you a new one." ... A wife who died a mysterious death and a "my way or the highway" attitude, Manolo Raymond was not to be trusted. Anyone with ties to the underworld knew that, which was why Wesley did what he could to stay out of the mafia prince's path. He had one goal: to finish paying off his debt to Manolo's older brother and then never see their faces again. However, his plans were thrown out the window when he returned home one night to find his house broken into and an injured Manolo Raymond bleeding on his couch, demanding refuge.

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?"