Leslie Roberts thought he was an average guy (aside from a few things he didn't like to think about). At twenty-one years of age, he has a girlfriend of three years, an annoying best friend, good friendships, and is already in his last year of college with a graphic arts degree. But things weren't fully as Leslie believed. Instead, there was something much worse going on in the background. Amongst the confusion, fear, anger, and betrayal, two people were there to save Leslie and give him some much needed rest, pampering, and affection. However, Leslie had forgotten something very important and that missing puzzle piece will change his life forever. ____________ Warnings: MxMxM romance Threesome 18+ Smut Kinks (Crossdressing, DDLB, BDSM) Violence + Language Mafia/Gangs Child abuse (Memories) Kidnapping Obsessive characters ____________ If you recognize this title, cover, and overall summary line, you most likely read the old version of Their Little Femboy from my previous account. And yes, this is indeed a *new* version that was mostly written from scratch. I hope you enjoy reading it!

Walking into a tattoo parlour and getting her clit pierced is the very last thing Bella Fern would ever expect herself to do, and yet here she is. Even now while she's about to do it she's questioning if it's even a good idea. Being challenged to step out of her comfort zone and do something crazy for 10 free books just seemed too good to pass up. However, now standing face to face with Bone Bryerson she's not so sure this is going to be as easy as she thought. He's attractive and the way his look commands her attention and his voice demands her compliance she is thankful that in 15 minutes she'll never have to see this walking wet dream again. At least that's what she thinks, because, in typical universe fashion, it has other plans and suddenly Bone is popping up in Bella's life consistently. Stepping out of her comfort zone was supposed to be a one-time ordeal, but with Bone around Bella finds herself constantly out of her element. He's undeniably attractive and for some reason, Bella wants to be around him, but Bone is older, he knows her secret, and he's the complete opposite of Bella. --- *This is a lightly edited first draft* Cover Art: Canva, picture is Canva AI Started: June 13th 2022 #1 in shy -03/11/25 #1 in tattoo shop -03/28/25 #1 in sunshinexgrumpy -04/05/25 #1 in possessive -04/10/25 #1 in oppositesattract -04/22/25 #1 in secret -04/23/25

He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in. Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-" Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard. The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable. "Y-you should-" "Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?" Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled. "Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises. "Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on. Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?" Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that." "That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey. ~'~ WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

A/N: YOU HAVE TO BE ABLE TO DEAL WITH THE NAIVE AND OUTRAGEOUSLY STUPID ACTIONS OF THE MAIN CHARACTER. I ABSOLUTELY MEAN IT! (Book 1 in the Bodyguard Series) Dr. Nicca J. Alfarone is a medical doctor, and prestigious heir to the Alfarone family. To fully complete the initiation as heir, he must marry someone, man or woman. He thinks he finally found the person in Steve Bardlow, a man who has everything at his fingertips. When Nicca almost gets killed, his parents must bring in a high-rated bodyguard to help keep their child safe from harm. Meet the #1 recommended bodyguard of the nation, Mikhail Baranov. He's a man who's silently demanding, he's fast when he's furious and he knows how to get the job done. He accepts taking care of Mr. Alfarone's son without a thought but the only thing he wasn't expecting was to find his mate on the job.

(Book 2 in the Bodyguard Series) Jose Grazi is just a man looking for a good time, nothing too serious. He says he wants to settle down but he's too scared of committing to someone else, the fear of putting his trust in someone and they end up leaving him. It's happened once so he must take precautions. He wants to live it up like tomorrow is his last. If there are no feelings involved, no one gets hurt. That's why he must avoid this man at all costs, his need for him outweighing his fear of commitment. This man wants Jose under him, begging for his touch but Jose wants no part of that. Who is this man, you ask? A bodyguard who runs the sidelines with Mikhail Baranov, a man who does what he wants and when he wants, not giving a fuck about the consequences. A man who wants Jose and he will get him if that's the last thing he does. He's Kaiden West.

My life has never been roses and sunshine. I could go on and on about how I grew up in a broken household, a junkie prostitute for a mother who pimped me out to every paying customer that didn't mind sleeping with a minor. But no, this is really about me finding family. Being better than the example my mother set for me. This is about forgiveness with some trials along the way like getting knocked up by my boyfriend's brother Angelo, having Angelo find out six years after the fact, Angelo wanting to play 'Daddy' and not to mention my job as an exotic dancer just to list a few. Come on... you know you want to find out the dirty details... %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Important My books are written explicitly for a MATURE AUDIENCE 18 YEARS AND OLDER. There will be some instances/scenes/suggestions of sexual acts, crude language and will portray gay relationships between males. If you do not enjoy stories of this nature please leave now. I will not condone/defend/accept any sort of attacks on my stories, my characters or myself. It is well within your right to choose what type of entertainment you prefer but I will not be blamed for your curiosity. Read at your own risk. Copyright © 2016 by T.Gray All rights reserved.

(boyxboy) Meet Emmet Davidson. 31 years old, No close family, No boyfriend, His one and only friend is soon to be married. Emmet would describe his life as Empty, Quiet, Boring. he keeps looking at other people and wonders When's his turn at love. Or maybe cupid just skipped him. ‐------- There are some mature chapters in this story, be aware 16+.

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?

What happens when the boy known for fighting everyone and anyone starts to fight for you? What happens when the artist who hides behind his masterpieces, starts to see you on his canvases? Gray and Axel meet by chance, unaware of the tidal waves they are causing in the other's life. Both stuck in their own lives, cold and always alone, they begin to find warmth with each other. Their hands keep finding their ways to each other- behind closed doors, in the dark, under the table. Once their walls start to crack, there's no going back and there's no pretending it means nothing. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "Don't- don't touch me like that," he breathed out. I blinked at him. Is he angry? In pain? "Like what?" "fucking...gently," he seethed. "Why?" I peered at him, pressing my hand to his other cheek. I just needed him to look at me. I didn't care if it was wrong. "Because I'll... I'll fucking break," he barked, lips trembling under his confession. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 🏅 #1- bxblove- Nov 16, 2025 🥇 #1- gay romance- Nov 19, 2025🥇 #1- tattoos- Oct 22, 2025🥇 #1- delinquent- Nov 6, 2025🥇 #1- trauma- Dec 1, 2025 🥇 #1- family problems- Dec 1, 2025 🥇 #2- bisexual- Nov 18, 2025 🥈 #2- high school experience- Nov 26, 2025🥈 #2- boyxboyromance- Oct 19, 2025🥈 #2- love- Nov 17, 2025🥈 #3- boyxboy- Nov 28, 2025🥉 #6- artist- Nov 26, 2025 #6- gayness- Nov 17, 2025 #9- bad boy- Nov 26, 2025 #18- friends to lovers- Nov 30, 2025 #20- gay fiction- Nov 18, 2025 #25- fluffandsmut- Oct 17, 2025 #26- first love- Nov 26, 2025 #28- romance- Nov 26, 2025 #29- teen romance- Nov 17, 2025

Like a bolt of lightning, this stupid boy appeared in my life. First day of summer break between first and second grade, he just appeared- standing on my porch like he was born there. Straight brown hair, wide dark eyes and a fresh sunburn across his cheeks. He was already talking before I even opened the door. I don't know how it happened but it's been ten years. And he's still here. Talking, whether or not I'm listening. Laughing, even if no one else is. He's still too quick- racing around the world like he's scared he's going to miss it. He's gotten taller...much taller. His hair is a little longer, a little wavier, but under the light it still looks the same golden brown it did when we were nine. And now, finally, he was a high school graduate. We both were. Like a bolt of lightning he appeared and like the sun he refused to disappear. _____________________________________________ I fell asleep with my chin pointed at him, the outline of his face being the last thing I saw. How was I supposed to do this? It had always been difficult, hiding this secret, keeping him close. But now, my focus was starting to slip. I couldn't see anything but his lips, his hands, his smile. I couldn't hear anything but my name in his mouth, his jagged breaths and that loud laugh. How am I supposed to be okay with this? How am I supposed to focus on anything other than him? #1- slowburn- 11.10.25🥇 #1- friends to lovers- 11.01.25🥇 #1- fluffandsmut- 11.02.25🥇 #1- college- 11.06.25🥇 #1- best friends- 11.12.25🥇 #1- teammates- 12.04.25 🥇 #3- bxblove- 11.30.25🥉 #4- boyxboy- 11.01.25 #4- lgbt- 11.15.25 #28- mental health- 11.09.25 #31- coming of age- 11.15.25 #36- roommates- 11.04.25 #56- basketball- 11.05.25 #60- secret relationship- 11.02.25 #74- boyxboyromance- 11.01.25