Alexei Ivey is a shy and sweet twenty five year old who has been working at Armas Marketing for a year. He is a sub who knows what he wants. And what he wants, is a man whom he wholeheartedly wanted to belong to. A relationship. Malakai Armas is strong willed, smart and the CEO of Armas Marketing. At work, he is cold, renitent and as a dom, he is nothing short of respectful and perfect. It takes one trip in the employee's elevator for him to notice Alexei and it takes him hours, wondering just how he had never noticed such a beautiful boy. Malakai knows what he wants and how to get it. And what he wants is Alexei Ivey on his knees, his hands tied behind his back and big blue eyes looking up at him.

Trigger Warnings: Creative spanking, light consensual power exchange but not necessarily BDSM. Gun violence, fist fighting. Mention of sexual assault in the distant past that is not described in any detail or used as a tool for character growth. John has a hidden talent. With a little focus, he can see up to thirty seconds into the future and glimpse what is about to happen around him. He's used this ability to make a name for himself as a bodyguard that always keeps his clients one step ahead of danger. When he's hired by a rumored crime boss for the night, he hopes for an easy gig. What he gets is the start of a completely unexpected obsession that grips his heart and doesn't let go. Ambrose is a man with a purpose. He knows what he wants from life and gets it through patient planning and bloody work. On the night he is scheduled to take over and absorb one of the smaller crime families in the city, he hires a third-party security consultant that he heard about through the grapevine, John Finch. When John turns out to be anything but ordinary, Ambrose finds himself engrossed in the pursuit of a love unlike any other. Kinks: obsession kink, praise kink, a little bit of 'daddy' used as a term during sex, dominance/ownership kink inside the bedroom, gape kink.

"You're so fucking annoying." Jake just shook his head at me. "And you're a self centered uptight dickhead." I glared at him. Jake laughed lightly at the insult. "You have such nice things to say about the guy that just fucked the shit out of you." - Evan and Jake hated each other. That was the one fact everyone knew. Captains to rival football teams meant that they were constantly at each other's throats. Everything turned into a way to one-up the other. But then the two boys find themselves alone in a bar bathroom and soon they are stuck in an enemy with benefits arrangement that can only turn messy. ⚠️Content Warnings- Sexual content, abuse, homophobia {book one in Crossing Lines series}

Two men. Two empires. Two predators circling each other in a world where desire is a chain sharper than steel. Brian Black - enigma, billionaire pilot, untouchable. Evans Woods - alpha, food mogul, untamed. Both dominant. Both ruthless. Both aching for something they'll never admit. When obsession sparks at an airport gate, their lives spiral into a game of control, lust, and dangerous submission. In the end, only one truth remains- even the strongest chains break when desire burns too hot.

Don't blush. It will just make you look sweeter... Whack! Smack! Slap! Xavier That sound has always made my heart flutter. Especially after a fateful game of truth or dare in college. Awkward freshman, meet dreamboat senior. Humiliating. Except I'm not in college anymore. I'm twenty-five, and inheriting my father's candy store. And that dreamboat is suddenly back in Denver. He's brought his dashing smile with him from Manhattan. Not to mention those strong hands. For one year, he's in Denver to manage a prestigious city redevelopment project. The kind of big budget thing they throw galas for. The kind of project that just might steamroll a little candy shop like mine. But when it comes to Dominick, it's not only my shop that's in trouble. If there is one man who can make me confess my desires, it's him. Desires I never thought I could speak, let alone feel... Desires that beat in my heart for him, whether I'm prepared to admit it or not. #4 - lgbt #1 - mxb

Alexander Kane has been called a psychopath, a control freak and basically anything along those lines. Nobody understands why every year for six months, he selects a group of men to share his house for a competition for his amusement. Nor do they understand why he gives the winner a large sum of money and does it all over again. He doesn't understand it either, but wrapping people around his finger is his drug. And this year is no different. Or is it? ••• Rule #1 You will refer to the master as Daddy. Rule #13 Falling in love will lead to immediate disqualification. [This is not a BDSM story]

"Get your fucking ass out of this house and enter my car before I fucking bend you over that couch and fuck your brain out in here." Taehyung groaned, pressing hard against jungkook . ---- "I said 'act like my boyfriend' for just five minutes, not 'act like my fucking husband' for the rest of your life!" Jeon Jungkook half-yelled, his fingers curled into a tight fist as he glared at the terrifying, yet super gorgeous man in front of him. Kim Taehyung blinked slowly, taking his time to register every detail of jungkook figure into his memory, not minding that he was disturbing his work at all. "I don't see a big difference between the two." "Oh, for fuck sake! You're a thug, but surely you're not dumb, are you? Do you not know when to stop?" Jungkook scoffed, his anger growing thicker. "Sadly, I don't seem to know what 'stop' means. You made the idea of being someone's boyfriend sound so great now I don't think I wanna stop." Jeon jungkook knew asking a mobster to fake being his boyfriend would get a lot of unnecessary attention from lustful eyes off him, but what he never knew was that the man he had just picked was no different from the unwanted pests that lingered around him, wanting to have a taste of him. Kim Taehyung enjoyed clubbing as much as he enjoyed killing; however, despite this, he was extremely lonely. Now, the big bad man had found a toy he could play with, and he was having the best fun of his life. Would he ever stop and return to his lonely life? That, he wasn't sure he could do that. Not even when he realized jungkook was his enemy's son. He needed jungkook , either to break him or to make him. ---- Warning: in this story, if it is not a cup of your Tea, feel free to drop it. You guys are warned #2:killer #1: nudity #3:taekook #20:kimNamjoon #8: SexScene #1:kim #2:taekookff #2:comedian #1: bottomjungkook #1:mafia #1:dark #1:toptae

❝ 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭. ❞ .............. "Wait!" one officer yelled, his flashlight catching Taehyung's face for a brief second through the open window. "That's Detective Kim!" The officers froze for a split second, confusion evident in their hesitation. "What the hell is he doing with them?" one muttered, turning to his superior. Another officer shouted, "Detective Kim, step out of the vehicle!" Inside the car, Taehyung's eyes widened, his head snapping toward Jungkook, who was already smirking. Jungkook leaned forward, his voice barely above a whisper. "Looks like you're one of us now, Detective." .............. Trigger Warnings 🔞 •NSFW •Gay •Smut [LOADS] •Non-Consensual activity (once) •Violence/Death/Brutality •Manupilation & Blackmailing •Abuse •BDSM •Fluff •Kinky af •Angst [lots] ❌️ no rape BTW, in this fic, Jungkook calls Taehyung "kitty." Now, I know some of y'all might find that a little cringe but there's actually a reason behind it. Taehyung is often symbolized as a tiger 🐯. So to soften that edge a bit, I had Jungkook call him kitty, a playful contrast to that powerful image. It's intentional, I promise ______ Thank you for reading ♡ Do vote~ #1 vkooksmut [ 24.01.25 ] #1 btsmafia [ 29.06.25 ] #1 topkook [ 12.08.25 ] #1 bottomtae [ 16.11.25 ] #3 bts [ 24.12.25 ] #3 steamy [ 23.10.25 ] #4 heavyangst [ 11.11.25 ] _____ Starting Date: 12.12.24 Ending Date: 21.09.25

"When I first saw you, I thought I'd have to kill you." "Uh, excuse me?" "But now I'll kill anyone that even thinks of laying a finger on you," he said, a dry laugh escaping his lips. "How times change, huh?" ~~~ Atlas, a young chef, was simply trying to survive in the big city. When a mysterious intruder, Emil, breaks into his apartment, Atlas is thrust into a life completely different from his. As Emil takes a liking to Atlas, will the chef run away? Or will the crime boss give him a reason to stay? ~~~ [mxm]