❝Morrison is my archenemy and he only dies with my hands wrapped around his neck...❞ Carl John Morrison has never met any man who surpasses Aiden Black. He's a stuck-up prick. Easy on the eye. A lethal weapon. And Carl has a weakness for him. A tragic encounter between the two makes Carl want to throw his morals and values away. Want things he never wanted, do things he never dreamt of. The fiery sexual attraction is out of the norm and ridiculously undeniable. The catch-22: Aiden is hell bend on seeking revenge and ending Carl's life in ways more than one. Vengeance has never been this wild! ©2021 Damien Silver

Luis Williams has self-esteem issues about his weight and a vicious childhood bully. Dominic Hernandez has a short temper and a checkered past. All they want to do is explore the connection they see in each other, but of course, life doesn't let that happen. Instead, it sends anxiety attacks, unrequited loves, and a vengeful older brother.

Jonathan, a 17-year-old boy with a ready smile, is the sarcastic soul of the school, the one with a joke on the tip of his tongue... but it's all a facade. Behind that forced cheerfulness lies an abyss: alcohol and tobacco addiction, deep depression, an eating disorder, and a hell at home where his father physically and psychologically abuses him. When his truth comes to light, Jonathan is committed to an exclusive institution for young men with mental disorders. There, while battling the demons within, he meets five boys as broken as he is: one obsessed with control, one with a bipolar disorder, another with uncontrollable rages, one trapped in delusions, another who hasn't spoken in years, and now, one who seems perfect... until he isn't.

Makil Oliver is a 19 year old genius who just graduated college with a Masters in Communication. His life has been anything but easy. In a series of injustices and twisted fates, Makil finds himself alone and entering the corporate world for the first time. Greyson Parker is 25 years old and owns Parker, Inc. As acting CEO of his acquired family business, he has more on his plate than he can manage. Greyson is married to his company and lonely as hell. When Greyson's best friend, Mark, plays Cupid things become complicated. With two unknowing participants, Mark has his work cut out for him. Mark's push takes two strangers on a scenic route neither were prepared for. ***Mature sexual content. ***Mature language. ^^^^All my writings are completely my own. Please do not copy or share my content without expressed written consent. Any and all coincidences to any other story are purely unintended. Please do not use any portion of my writings in a manner as to claim it as your own.^^^^ If you are reading this story on any other platform aside from Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk for Malware. If you want to read this story in its original, safe form please go to https://my.w.tt/zG4pfKhZ88. Thank you. ANY MUSIC, PICS OR GRAPHICS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM.

brooks and hale should be perfect. the sparks are there, the lingering looks and secretive smiles, the chemistry essential to any perfect romance. the only problem? neither of them are willing to drop the pretence of heterosexuality anytime soon.

> "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.

🅜🅐🅝 ⓧ 🅜🅐🅝 ⓧ 🅜🅐🅝 Ash Minor - singer, song writer, billboard blasting track producer. A pop star. He knows how to play the heart strings. Sometimes soothing, sometimes shooting up the blood pressure. But always playing. Word count: 120000 ***This story has nothing to do with the real music artist with the same name. It was a coincidence.

🔞🔥 Micah hates romance. He doesn't date. He sleeps around. The only person less interested in a relationship is his best friend's brother.

"Tell me, who do you belong to?" Ivan stood before Jeremiah, ignoring his hands that grasped at his waist. Clinging onto his body desperately and just from holding him he got some sort of relief, but it wouldn't last. The torment of Ivan's increasing scent flooded the room just to mess with him. Like he always did. "You, I belong to you." "And who do I belong to?" "Nobody." "And what am I to you?" Jeremiah groaned in frustration because the torment was becoming unbearable. He didn't know much longer he could take of this. They've already been set in this marriage for three years, and yet Ivan still hated him. Still treated him this way... "You're...my Omega, and I'm just the Alpha. You dominate me because you're the Alpha in this relationship." Jeremiah makes clear loudly as Ivan began to smile. Shoving him onto his back, he straddled his lap. "Ivan please, I need-." "Beg for me." Ivan demands. His hand gripping Jeremiah's face, smirking at his predicament. He was the Alpha in the relationship, even if he was an Omega, not Jeremiah. And that's how it would always be. No matter what. "Do it." *** Jeremiah x Ivan Alpha-SUB x Omega-DOM

Dante Harris was running. Running from an abusive past. Running from a messy break up. Running from the life he left in the small city of Round Rock Texas. Somehow this small town boy has found himself in the busy streets of New York City, and in the arms of one Samuel Deminico (not intentionally of course). Sammy's managed to survive in the Big Apple all his life. The city has brought him major once in a lifetime opportunities, such as opening up his dream boxing gym. He never thought he'd need to use his self defense moves outside of the ring... but one particular crackhead proved him wrong the night of April 15th. That was when Sammy met Dante. •• "You ever get punched in the face by a crackhead?" "No, I can't say that I have." "Then don't speak on it like you've been punched in the face by a crackhead." *this book is unedited