Dunk looked up into those emotionless, dark eyes, feeling the sheer size and power of the man hovering over him. His breath hitched as Joong thrust, a heavy, unyielding motion that seemed to claim Dunk's very soul. "You're supposed to protect me..." "I am....angel," Joong whispered, his thumb slowly brushing away a tear from Dunk's cheek before sliding down to lightly encircle his throat. "From the board, from the killers, from your own empire. But in this room, Dunk, I am the only law. You don't need protection from your owner ----- Dunk never wanted the empire. Born into one of the most powerful business families, his life was built on expectations instead of freedom. Silence became survival, and obedience became the only choice. Everything changes after an attack meant to threaten his family leaves Dunk vulnerable for the first time. No longer just an heir, he becomes a target. His father responds with control. That's when Joong enters his life. Cold, unreadable, and dangerously disciplined, Joong is assigned as Dunk's personal bodyguard. He's supposed to protect him-nothing more. But constant proximity slowly turns tension into something darker. Because Joong doesn't just become Dunk's shield. He becomes his greatest danger. At first, Dunk hates the suffocating presence beside him-the control, the way Joong watches him like he might shatter. Yet somewhere between danger and routine, resentment turns into awareness, and awareness into something far more dangerous. As boundaries blur between protection and obsession, loyalty and possession, Dunk finds himself trapped in a world where trust breaks easily and love feels destructive. In the middle of power, betrayal, and control, the closer they get, the harder it becomes to escape each other. And even when everything falls apart- Dunk still chooses him. Even if it destroys him

"you have so many wife's and husband but no heir to rule this country sunghoon"

Everything was about to be different-but not the kind that breaks you. The kind you grow into. A good different.

Rava Weston is the definition of the ideal son. He follows the rules, smiles when he should, and never causes trouble. His future is laid out-while he has just enough space to secretly chase his own quiet dreams of becoming a teacher, so long as he plays the role his parents expect. But when he's forced to attend a family summit back in Italy, everything starts to unravel. Because Gio Fontana will be there. Gio is reckless, magnetic, too rich for his own good. He's got cops who know him by name, and NOT because they're friends. His motorcycle is his greatest love, and rules don't seem to apply to him. He has a reputation that makes fathers lock their doors. Especially Rava's father. Rava and Gio, never got along. But this time, the tension feels like hunger more than hate. And as the days stretch on, Rava's perfectly safe world starts to slip through his fingers, because what's building between him and Gio is forbidden. Not just risky. And it might be the first real thing Rava's ever felt. 🥇 #1 - gay 🥇 #1 - rivals 🥇 #1 - enemiestolovers 🥇 #1 - forbiddenlove 🥇 #1 - lgbtfiction 🥇 #1 - bxb 🥇 #1 - bl 🥇 #1 - bxblove 🥇 #1 - boyxboy 🥇 #1 - biker 🥇 #1 - Italy 🥇 #1 - denial 🥇 #1 - angst 🥇 #1 - gaylove 🥇 #1 - gayfiction 🥇 #1 - fluffy 🥇 #1 - mxm 🥇 #1 - bisexual 🥇 #1 - gaycouple 🥇 #1 - love 🥇 #1 - mlm 🥇 #1 - funny 🥇 #1 - obsession 🥇 #1 - lgbtromance 🥇 #1 - traveling 🥇 #1 - fatalattraction 🥇 #1 - grumpyxsunshine 🥇 #1 - slowburn 🥇 #1 - queer Also available on Amazon, physical + Kindle version with extra spicy scenes ✨

Lazy Touma suddenly wakes up in a BL novel as the Villain, Nakamura Shin. "..." Fuck the villain role, let me sleep. A grumpy cat-like person wakes up as Nakamura Shin, the Villain of a BL novel called "Sweethearts Since". His role was to bully the protagonist because Shin was in love with the male lead. It a was simple and cliche novel with many dramatic moments. But Touma didn't want to be a part of that and simply just wanted to live a lazy life. "Male Lead": You'll get cramps sleeping like that. Shin: Tsk. Leave me alone. "Male Lead": You can sleep on my lap if you'd like. Shin leaps into the male lead's arms: Pillow!! "Male Lead": *Smirks* Gotcha. Shin tries to avoid everyone...But his Male lead knew exactly how to deal with a grumpy cat. -- Started: July 22, 2021 Main Story Ended: November 25, 2021 Ended (+Extras): November 29, 2021 -- {NOTE: NOT A TRANSLATION! THIS IS MY ORIGINAL STORY}

Darian looked at the door when it opened and someone stepped out. Long dark blonde hair, green eyes that stared at him curiously. A guy? Or a Chick? He couldn't tell. His eyes flicked down to his chest-a guy that looks like a chick, great. Darian sighed and looked away tossing his bag on his bed. The boy walked to him and started politely. "Hello, you must be the new roommate" He mentally scoffed, he even sounds like one. "Do you need me to move anything?" The blonde pressed when he didn't reply. "No" he pulled out his phone, not even looking at him. "I'm not staying here" The boy blinked, mood slowly shifting "Oh... and why is that?" Darian finally looked up. "You know damn well why, why the fuck do have all these girl stuff in the room?" He looked at Darian's bed and all around Darian's side of the room before looking back at him, feigning innocence. "What girl stuff?" Darian's gaze hardened, he motioned vaguely to the other side "Those girl stuff" "Oh, you mean on MY side of the room?" He smiled. "It's fine. You don't have to design your side like that" "No shit. I'm not doing none of that" he brought the phone to his ear. "Can't even get a fucking normal roommate" he complained under his breath. The blonde rolled his eyes, unfazed, walking to his side. He pulled his sweater on, glancing at the Darian's back again before letting his towel drop and pulling his shorts on. Then he sat on his bed, legs crossed while the new boy talked on his phone. (Well that's the limits... interracial romanceee, just read to find outtt) I'm supposed to write a story before this but oh well. #1 🥇fluffandangst #1🥇 feminineboy #2 🥈white #8 masc #6 collegeromance

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥-𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐱 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧. 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐡. 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐨𝐯: 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜.𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦. 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐦𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐦 Book one of The Velvet Empire

"I fucking hate you." "You shouldn't really say things like that when my dick is up your ass, Norris." Two hot-headed athletes with overflowing rage and unwinding sex drive is very much never a good combo. Bryce and Ian never see eye to eye on things. Despite being caged in the same group of friends in the same swimming team of the - yes, you guessed it - same high school, the star swimmers of Norton High hadn't exactly made good first impressions to each other on the ill-fated day they met, and let's just say things spiraled horribly from there. The two rage-fueled boys always thought that they're in this feud for the long haul until one argument escalated into something that at no point in any of their lives would they allow to happen if only they did not get a little too out of control. Sex. There's a thin line between love and hate, and Bryce and Ian's barrier just keeps getting thinner and thinner. A.K.A. Bryce and Ian were fuckbuddies... up until they weren't. Status: Editing #1 in wattpride (10/03/20) #1 in bl (10/09/20) #1 in lgbtq (08/02/21) #1 in writtenwithpride (12/26/21)

"Go home Teddy, I don't have the self control you think I do." "I think I'll take that second drink." ~ Teddy Bray didn't know how he let himself get here. He was stuck in a toxic relationship he couldn't get himself to leave. He was a fixer and when it came to his girlfriend Taylor, Teddy should have known there was nothing he could do to fix their relationship. All it took for things to finally change was one look from Cole Madden. Cole had a type and when that type walked into his bar it was hard to say no. Even if that man had his sister clung to him like a leech. They couldn't be together but as tensions rise they both find out just how much self control they really have.